25 | The year my birthday didn’t feel like my birthday.

Yesterday I turned 25 years old, and for some reason I feel the need to talk to you about it. Continue reading

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Bid Day, I miss you.

Face paint and matching t-shirts. Handmade signs on sticks jolting in the air. Chants and cheers louder than the other girls. No, this is not a circus or fair or some sort of cult gathering (although some of you might disagree). Continue reading

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