I need you to understand something: That love is not California weather. Love should not be cloudy for weeks and then, suddenly, unexpectedly sunny. Maybe for you, but not for me. Because I deserve consistency. I deserve to believe in simple things like a 3-letter sentence. I deserve more than what I accept. To receive …

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(I wrote these 18 things down between 12:00 a.m. and 12:10 a.m. on Tuesday, November 27th – my first ten minutes of being an adult) 1. You are not for everyone. You know those things you do, believe in, or fight for? People aren’t always going to like them. In fact, it’s easier to assume …

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I learned at a young age that the world does not want to see your pain. So I hurt just the same, only hidden; behind closed doors, in broom closets, under sheets, in the pages of my guarded journals, and often in the arms of forgotten lovers. I felt everything, all of the weight of …

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“Why do you keep that guitar in the corner like that?” I look up from my book, marking my place with a finger, and following Ari’s eyes to the acoustic guitar under the world map and a few other miscellaneous wall fixtures. “I used to play,” I tell him. “And not anymore?” “No, not anymore.” …

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