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The trigger for tears. Thanks, Mom.
It’s been six months. Six months and I didn’t even realize it. Logging in to Facebook yesterday morning brought this post made by my mother to my attention: …followed by some silent tears because Emily, of course, tries to hold back emotions when she’s in public places. She’d rather be overwhelmed by them late at Read more
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Thoughts from one tiny corner of the universe
There are so many thoughts in my brain right now, tripping over each other, colliding into each other, grabbing and pulling at each other, fighting, rioting and screaming. The pressure to write something on blackbyrd has crushed me for the past three years, once writing got hard. I tried to write something over the past two weeks. Then Read more
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Go around or you’ll drown
Trevor refused to divulge his plan. “You’ll see when we get there,” he said. He probably knew we’d all steal his idea if we had known ahead of time. We definitely would have stolen his idea. So we set a 5-hour block appointment with our favorite tattoo artist. I had my design; Mom, hers; Kim –– Read more
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Cheers to my friend named Emily
So this year I met a girl named Emily and she completely changed my life. I found Emily in January. She had picked up a job at an Olympia Sports store near her school to show her parents she was well aware of her financial situation based on the decisions she’d made. She donned the athletic pants and Read more