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Speech and Audrey Hepburn
Clip. Clop. Clip. Clop. The sound echoes against the hard school floors. Clip. Clop. Clip. Clop. “Gosh, I sound a bit like a horse.” I think to myself while smiling, feeling rathered empowered by...
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Growing Up - Facing the in Between
To curl up with a stuffed puppy and chocolate milk. To get to spend the entire day reading and have no stressful consequences. To sleep in and eat chocolate chip pancakes. To not worry about my messy...
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You are Not Alone
Source: facebook.com via POTSC on Pinterest It was somewhere in the mess of the last two years that I’ve found a stunning truth. Somewhere between the nerdy boys who’ve spilled their guts to me and...
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Young Entrepreneurs - We Have to Bring It
When you are young and trying to start a business - you have to bring it and bring it hard core. There’s no slacking. There’s no grumpiness. There’s no lack of professionalism. And if there is, you...
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Stop the Comparisons - We're All Hot Messes
Source: elembee.com via Olivia on Pinterest She’s gorgeous. She’s kind and compassionate. She’s talented. She’s a good friend. She’s basically perfect. And of course - she’s with the guy of your...
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Nostalgia - the Key or Hinderance to Happiness?
Today I come to you with something different than normal - an academic paper. This is because I know that everyone is just tickled pink to be able to read college writing essays. The truth is, this...
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Clueless
I feel clueless. It’s this cluelessness that no amount of pats on the back and “you’ll figure it out in time” statements will fix. It’s the type of clueless that sets panic to your heart. The type...
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The Boy with the Trampoline
“Bounce me Livy-ya!” He squeals with his blue eyes radiating his very soul. So I bounce him. Using my four times his weight to launch him high into the air, stocking clad feet slipping from beneath...
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I Suck at Trust
The hand is stretched out. It’s there. Ready. Waiting. “I’m fine,” I whisper. “I got this on my own.” I keep my eyes from looking at the bruises and scrapes. One on an elbow, another on a knee, all of...
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The Will of God - Known vs Unknown
The will of God. A white board with a line down the middle. On one side - the known. On the other side - the unknown. The unknown beckons in an exciting manner with things like marriage, college,...
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My Story in My Hands Ends in Sloppy Crayons
See the full gallery on Posterous I am a story. I have a beginning, a middle, and an end. That end isn’t yet. It may not be a "happy" ending, but it will be beautiful if I let it. I need to slowly...
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The Marriage of Rawness and Classiness
Source: therusticarchives.tumblr.com via Olivia on Pinterest What is honesty? What is authenticity? What is appropriate in our digital age? I don't want my grandchildren to be ashamed of my...
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Instead of Falling in Love // Single Summers
I can't decide if listening to Taylor Swift may help this. If settling down with tea, popcorn, and my trustedjournal while blaring songs that are about that lil' ol' topic called love will be a cure....
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Language of the Eyes
Eye smirks. Those that you make across a room between two souls and no one else. They can mean so much yet so little. An inside joke. A simple acknowledgment at mutual existence. For us right here,...
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Can I Strike Your Chord?
Can I strike your chord? Yes, that may have sounded like a really bad pickup line. Those awful ones that junior boys tell as a joke to older girls in a church when everyone starts getting a bit...
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The Handwritten Letter
I must have looked like a crazy person, digging inside of every notebook in Target's isles to see which one had the prettiest paper inside for the best price. The post office worker offered a look of...
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Embracing and Creating a Remarkable Life
“What's the point in being alive if you don't at least try to do something remarkable? How very odd, to believe God gave you life, and yet not think that life asks more of you than watching TV.” John...
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Seventeen and Crazy
I've never cared too much for the typical hullabaloo that is a birthday. Truthfully, that surreal day centered on oneself was shattered when I was seven. I doubt I'll ever forget that birthday....
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Brokenness - Beyond Teenage Angst
I see that look in your eyes. Some may call it melancholy. Maybe others call it teenage restlessness. Whatever others say, I don't care. The only label I can assign to it is everything that I've seen...
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What I Didn't Know About Being "Different"
As I clutched the abridged copy of Jane Eyre to my chest, they told me such magical things. They told be that being special and unique was good. They told me that I'd grow up to marry some amazing man...
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