I have a confession. Today, I picked a date in the old online blog, and my cursor landed on the one entry I was already trying to find. I’ve grown because of many things in life, but always have sprouted the most because of pain. This was written about an ex of mine, who is …
Read more »Originally Published, (Feb, 2007) We could pretend for a moment that you already know me. You already understand the curve of my face, and the slight tilt of my right eye. You know that I yawn when I’m nervous and that for no lack of trying, I am not graceful, nor svelte. Maybe you’ll notice …
Read more »GirlmeetsGeek features her old, (and sometimes seedy,) journal entries each Sunday evening. It’s vintage, baby. You were made of every love and each regret, up until the day we met. There’s a feeling, when you’re cleaning and you run across that black-markered mixed cd full of two year old angst and butterflies that were released the …
Read more »It’s a two popsicle day. You can imagine the grape flavor on your lips, and the strange purple tint to your fingers as you put the stick back into the wrapper. You haven’t scraped your knee today, and your mom won’t be angry at the grass stains on your white canvas shoes. You wonder if …
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