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    Still NOT Getting A Job ☃️

    It’s almost 2019 and I promised myself I would have my life together by 2019. And that matters. Because this honey sets deadlines and she sticks to them, duh. Everyone has been telling me I need to get a job. All successful adults have jobs. Literally everyone has a job. One day I was walking down Sunset Blvd. and I looked at everyone and thought, “Wow, he has a job…she has a job…I bet they have jobs too. Look! A delivery man, that’s a job”. I was like a kid in a candy store realizing everyone had jobs. Except there seemed to be no candy for me. I quit my job…

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    For All the Daughters ❤️

    For all the daughters who didn’t get hugs. For all the daughters who were made to feel small. For all the daughters who want mommy’s love and daddy’s success. For the daughters who feel misunderstood. For the daughters who don’t feel like daughters. For all the mothers who don’t understand their daughters. I’m starting a foundation. It’s going to be big and it’s going to be grand and it’s going to make all of this worth it. I am going to build a career where I give women everything I needed when I was young. Everything I need right now, today. For all the daughters, I got you. Your sisters…

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    Fuck Your Feelings 🌸

    I gave up my personality a long time ago. I think I just got so good at being pretty and making myself small. For my mother, for John* and his family, for Arthur*. I wanted their acceptance so much that whenever they said they didn’t like something, I got rid of it. And yes, I always get fed up and leave eventually, but by that point I’ve already given up so much of myself and I’m exhausted. And I’m depleted. I have no fucking clue who I am. I’m completely uninterested in meeting people because everyone I’ve really loved has either manipulated me or left. Or both. I’m tired of…

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    Remembering Your Divinity 🧚🏽‍♀️

    The other day I had one of those LA epiphany moments you see on tv, and it was pretty amazing. I was driving down Santa Monica Blvd listening to Alanis Morissette- Thank U and I just cried, and smiled, and had the sun shining down on my face. And before that, the lady who did my wax (cause I’m fancy) told me I was beautiful and women would kill to have my body. And it meant a lot to me because she was actually really pretty. And skinny. And engaged. And the girl I wish I was. Rewind. So basically, I was explaining how fat and insecure I felt in…

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    The Ideal Summer Date

    Picture this: a long romantic walk on a deserted beach with this strange man that you met a bar two weeks ago. As he gently caresses your chin and pulls you closer, you wonder whether he wants to kiss you or kidnap you. You think that maybe being kidnapped wouldn’t be so bad, considering your calves hurt from walking in the sand for hours and being kidnapped means you wouldn’t have to walk anymore. You decide being kidnapped might be a nice vacation from life and go in for the kiss with high hopes. Either way, this works out.