when I die, bury me in tears the ones that fell from me laughing so hard I could barely keep my eyes open go to the place I loved the most, by that city view probably and write a journal of your day remember me that way for the memories I had to jot downContinue reading “journal fifty-two.”
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journal forty-six.
I often grapple with that feeling of not being good enough Fighting the well-known fear that time has passed me by Despite not yet even having hit my first twenty-five years of life Like by thirteen, I should have been some prodigy By fifteen, graduated—from university Six degrees under my belt, offers littered at myContinue reading “journal forty-six.”
journal forty-five.
Every year, I write a letter to myself And every year, that letter saves me — it starts with me
journal thirty-three.
fall hard while you’re young. let the ground scrape your knees yet again. build calluses around your knuckles and finger tips. lose yourself in the mall with the fear to never be found. forget where you placed your favorite baby blanket, the one you carry with you everywhere. let yourself hurt. so when you areContinue reading “journal thirty-three.”
journal twenty.
Yes, I confess — I’m a little self obsessed. But aren’t we all? And if not, isn’t it good to be? To pass by your reflection and think that you really are that person? See yourself and know that you’re becoming, or have the potential to become, everything you want to achieve? To set factsContinue reading “journal twenty.”
brittany given. 