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I am in desperate need of a five-star read. The problem is: I don’t even know what I’m looking for anymore… I don’t feel like fluffy romances. God forbid a series longer than two books. Some kinks are not kinking anymore (I fear I’m getting immune). And fantasy… fantasy is starting to feel all the
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Death is not a topic for the weak of heart. Those who have never held hands with it might find this post insensitive and cold. But I believe the others, the unblessed ones who one day had their souls ripped out by death, will understand me. There’s no way for death to ever feel fine.
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You know how people say “Let Jesus take the wheel”? For me, nowadays, that just sounds idiotic. As Blair Waldorf would say: “Destiny is for losers. It’s just a stupid excuse to wait for things to happen instead of making them happen.” One of the biggest changes in my life came when I realized there’s
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Sorry…my new year just starts in March. I’m opting out of the Gregorian calendar, like humans did long before we decided January needed life-changing resolutions. God forbid I let Pope Gregory XIII tell me what to do! January is cold, dark, and deeply depressive. February is just more of the same — and for those
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If I had to choose one sentence to define 2025, it would be this: I finally stopped lying to myself.About what I want, what I don’t want, and who I actually am when I’m not performing for anyone else. This year was not soft. It was not delicate. It was not wrapped in velvet bows.
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Discussing history and religious implications in my head is one of my pastimes. Born and raised Catholic, I have been agnostic for a long time now. I believe in magic, and therefore I believe that something more might be possible, even if it is, rationally speaking, improbable. The intricacies of Catholicism never cease to amaze
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I have to believe my father was a wise man. He knew, long before anyone ever dared to tell me, that the most important person in your life is you. First time he told me, I thought he was just a selfish person. After all, my mother drilled into me his flawed individuality since I
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Don’t Blame me – Taylor Swift For you, I would cross the lineI would waste my timeI would lose my mindThey say, “She’s gone too far this time” (…) And baby, for you, I (I) would (would) fall from graceJust (just) to (to) touch your faceIf (if) you (you) walk awayI’d beg you on my
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The day was like any other. Just a regular day with a crappy schedule.Just another appointment with my mother at the hospital.Just a small hope that maybe this latest disease progression was a reversible mistake. Well, it is not. Today marks the day she is officially in palliative care.You’re welcome.We manage pain and discomfort now,
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