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My Friends by Fredrick Backman
Review by Janhavi It’s been a while since I read a warm cozy book that made me sob my eyes out in the first 50 pages. So I picked up My Friends in hopes that it would both pull me… Continue reading
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Fathers that show up and pierced ears
When I was 2, I got my ears pierced; that’s how we do it where I come from. A rather short story shorter, it was fricking painful. I was crying (as my parents told me), and the piercing in my… Continue reading
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a letter i cant send ~
I think about not posting today. Skip the routine. But I cannot do that. I will stop posting and go completely off the grid if I don’t post. What chains bind me, are those the same chains binding you? What… Continue reading
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Living life on the edge…
Living life on the edge; I think about it a lot, in daydreams and letters that never get sent. About living life on the edge. With no shits given and a camper van for a home. Maybe a cat that… Continue reading
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What I was up to during my exile…And a welcome back <3
Hi! So… *awkward silence* *Silence intensifies* To address the elephant in the room; yes, I was on a break; no, it was not intentional. A while ago I started the first year of junior high school, the navigation of which… Continue reading
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Mangoes, scarves, and summer love
It is summer again, And I like mangoes again; Yet I can’t wait to stand in the rain, As the water pitter patters on my back- As the sweat now drips. It is summer, And I like mangoes again, And… Continue reading
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