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Ever since she watched her husband take his last breath on the hospital bed, she felt hopeless and lost about the rest of her future. Where will she go now? Who will go with her? What's the point of being alive when he's dead?
But deep down inside, she knew that her feelings are not what he would've wanted. But how can the fact of his nonexistence be avoided? Oh denial...
She placed his urn in the hollow grave that summer day. She buried him with her hands. Once she felt the serenity of the breeze that blew through the strands of her hair, she knew that he would always be with her. She felt the rush of his hands on her cheeks and imagined that he placed a soft kiss on her forehead.
She was finally at peace, just like her husband was. Suddenly, there was no longer a suffer or grief.
Females are getting worse
and worse
and WORSE
as this generation stretches out.
I am one myself, however, I'm not liked as often because I don't do the typical cake makeup, winter tanning, and sleeping-with-boys-and-alcohol frenzy.
(I'm probably going to get a lot of shit for this post, but I will try not to care).
I think today is the very first time I had nothing for sure to say about what I was doing with my life. I think inside I have an idea what to do, but I never had to pause during a conversation to think about what to say.
It seems like they all know what they want to do. But I'm never really sure of that, either.
It sparks. It gleams. It sounds like it's cackling at us.
On Christmas Eve, it will be you and I, sitting by the fire and snuggling. Snow will be falling, hot chocolate will be in our cup holders and my legs will be on your lap. Our Christmas will be magical --- who needs a mistletoe?
One of the hardest things about being a single college girl is that you fall in love too fast, especially since you've been single for a couple of years. You find a boy who is actually attractive and sweet in your eyes and you hope something will actually happen in the future.
However, nothing will actually happen when he tells you he just broke up with his girlfriend of 1 year. Nothing will actually happen when you sleep with him two days after meeting him and nothing will actually happen when he tells you that he likes to cuddle with boys, too.
I guess what I'm trying to say is what is actual is actual, rather than you actually want to think. ;)
Like any other typical college student, my brain is scattered.
Scattered from the pressure, pain and anxiety that society and work handed to me. Perhaps it was my fault for letting it all affect me so much because I have so much to pick up;
my brain is scattered. i left a lot of things behind from it. it's time to heal and find something new.
I like that I'm the only employee working at the Planetarium.
They only need one person, and I can just sit here, write and get paid (minimum wage, anyway).
Right now, the museum is serene and peaceful. It usually isn't because of the large field trips that we have!
An unorganized boss with an editorial job just does not combine well together.
I feel so lost with life and so behind in work. Why can't in be easy to go away and do my own thing instead of listening to a biased boss with a lack of leadership.
What a waste of words and 60 seconds, I feel. Just thought I would get the "word" out there.
I am beginning to realize that communication, leadership, teamwork and passion are important elements of a career. If you are in your mid 20s and lack these qualities or are working at a place that is lacking them, you need to make like a tree and get the f**k out of there.
Is our football team BLIND?!?! The score is 38 - 27 but we should really be 38 - 14. This is disgusting...it's Northwestern; it's a team that's not even noteworthy enough...it's so bad that it's shadowed by LA Tech.
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