A record of the incessant and trivial chatter running through my head.
Category Archives: personal.jpg) They lived on the corner of Third and Delaware streets. Many would consider them brash, perhaps even downright rude. Certainly, some are put off by them–the family of five that seemed to check their filters at the door and allowed their words to exit directly from their mouths without first passing through the checkpoint of […] .jpg) “I wish I could just be normal.” This was the statement I made to Chad just last night as the tears that I had been swallowing back for days finally surfaced. I first swallowed them back when we marched up and down the aisles of Target searching for pencils, pens, and folders colored red, […]
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