Everyone is stop go, stop go, stop go - like we all have somewhere important to be, no one really lives anymore, it’s like the U2 song, we are all just running to stand still
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Chasing hunger
We’ve mistaken hunger for love and consumption for connection. Yet the things that sustain us have always been quieter: respect, companion...
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We owned the night last - last night belonged to the girls! So much fun! Friends I haven't seen in years. Dancing. Laughter. Drinks...
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Sometimes I think about it, it’s a smell or food or a song that comes on. The ache in my heart is bittersweet. My throat closes up and tears...
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They say it's all about timing. Is it? Here I am, faced with a "relationship" dilemma. I'm finally free and at this poi...
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