I’m Done With The Mafia
Well, I could never be actually done. But I’m sick of bad writing.
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Sobbing in the Movie Theater
Sometimes there is no salve as healing as an uncontrollable, guttural fit of sobbing.
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Fat Kid Chronicles
I’d like to say I was a secure person; however, I know my habits and fears from my chubby childhood will stay with me forever.
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Do You Think She Lies to Herself?
I am my own cheerleader.
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Poem For Your Thoughts?
I view poetry as more sacred now; when I write about someone they have to truly mean something to me.
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Fake Dating Your Opp
While she makes it clear they’re platonic dates, that line is quickly blurred as we get to know these two…
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Hidden Gems & Bragging Rights
The joy in discovering a new classic, a hidden gem that when it gets a wide release, will become the movie everybody’s been talking about, is a delicious, nearly indescribable high.
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Hometown Heroes
This is for the hometown heroes—the friends that turned into family.
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Cocky or Determined?
A fun fact about me is that I’ve never been relaxed… ever.
