life
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3, 2, 1… Happy New Year! Welcome, 2017.
So, the end of the year was here. The plan was a party on Connie Island. Do you remember my Halloween fiasco? Yeah, me neither. I wasn’t really going to repeat that and go to a crowded party full of strangers. But my friendly Dutch friend, F., and my new—still not really bestie at this Continue reading
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Happy Hanukkah and Merry Christmas.
I mentioned in the last post that I have about three pictures and barely anything written in the diary. But I think we can make it work. But it is so ridiculous. I was obsessing about my dating life in America while completely whirling through the most magical holidays. This also shows how often we Continue reading
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What a cringey time to be alive.
I found videos. Not that kind of video, you pervs. Jeez. The other night, I was prepping some notes for this blog post and, while flipping through the book of pain, A.K.A. my diary, I realized I have exactly two pages about the holidays. That left me hella confused. There was a lot going on, Continue reading
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Okay, okay, we get it. You’re single now.
A few months before moving to New York, my relationship of almost four years ended. We decided we were more friends by then, and since I was planning to leave anyway, we broke up. It was still painful, even if it was in good spirits. I personally think that what we miss most in our Continue reading
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Turns out, I am a liar.
Girl, you are being dramatic. Clickbait much? It’s not as if you created this whole thing based on nothing but your imagination. Yes, I do talk to myself. I believe that it is a common occurrence for many people. If not, don’t tell me. Let me be delusional. But I did lie. Unknowingly at the Continue reading
Life in Ink and Footsteps 