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Virginity’s First Love

Write about the most precious thing you’ve ever lost.

The most precious thing I lost was the most important thing to a woman, her virginity. At the time, I loved the man I was with, we were together for around a year, and we’ve known each other for maybe 2 years-including the time I dated him. I met him in school and I shared everything with him. 
My virginity came along with my first strongest feeling of love, and that was painful-extremely painful-when I lost the person I felt it towards. I can remember very many details and him and I both hurt each other, and some things that dealt with his family prevented him from staying in the state. The thing that made him break up with me was his views. It was painful, that he broke up with me because of his friends, his siblings, and that I was being clingy. I was clingy because I could feel us drifting apart, but oh well. After we broke up, it was hard. I kept contacting him and the we got together under the radar of school and everyone else. We were dating, just friends with benefits. I did it because I loved him, he did it because he said we were physically compatible-that’s all. 
Thinking back on it now, I don’t regret that I loved him, or that I experienced my first love with him. Sometimes I wish I could have loved him without losing anything. It happens though, you can’t control it. 
That was the most precious thing I’ve lost, and I don’t want to experience losing another loved one to anything-especially the person whom I feel strongly about now.

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I Am

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I am thankful towards the world around me, as well as life in general. I am thankful for the beautiful life that my mother gave to me. I am thankful for my friends and family, as well as all the relationships I have with people-whether they are good or bad. I am thankful for all the privileges that I have. I am thankful of life, and the gifts I have. I am thankful of my body, heart, and mind. I am thankful my pets-Charlie, Baby, and Emlen- who have been there witnessing everything.

To sum it all up, I am thankful for everyone and everything who has made me who I am today-a beautiful young woman who is stubborn, sensible, and unusual. In a good way. Continue reading “I Am”

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This image shows three different tea bags.
This image shows three different tea bags. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


Tea, I like tea.


I’m sitting here contemplating a few things.


First, I hate when my mother or anyone else swears at me, or about my stuff. However, with some people, I can tolerate it. Or I just accept it. When my mother says “Get your sh*t out of the way,” I don’t like it. I also don’t like when people direct swears at me. “You are f*cking stupid,” It’s very… degrading and it makes me feel very stupid and worthless. Continue reading “Tea”

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Question Three

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You have three hundred words to justify the existence of your favorite person, place, or thing. Failure to convince will result in it vanishing without a trace. Go!


My favorite thing is writing, but I also like a lot of other things, but since I have to pick one. I will go with writing. When I write I feel like I step into a different world of mine. Everything is clear and it consists of love and perfection. Though writing can be challenging, it is a great time of self discovery and innovation to be creative. Writing is my hobby and life time goal. Continue reading “Question Three”

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Question Two

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Write a letter to your 14-year-old self. Tomorrow, write a letter to yourself in 20 years.


Dear 14 year old self,


In the future, you will face a lot of hardships. Your heart will be broken but also healed. You will do things you never imagined and you will learn things you never thought was possible. You will also grow from all these experiences and learn from them. Continue reading “Question Two”

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Question One

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When was the last time you felt really, truly lonely?

The last time that I felt truly lonely was when my ex boyfriend broke up with me. I know it can be counted as a ‘not so serious’ feeling, but it was for me. My ex boyfriend was my first, and at the time I thought he would be my last as well. I was really down in the depths because he ended our relationship just like that. I gave him my all, and I shared everything with him. He didn’t. I recall him telling me words I wish I never heard, and later on I found out that they were lies. He said he didn’t love me like he used to, and that felt like he never loved me at all. Then he told me those words were lies and that he still loved me. He said he broke up with me because his friends didn’t like me, I was too needy, he siblings hated me, and he was moving. When I dated him, I saw no one else but him. When I wasn’t dating him, all I saw was him, and I was empty. I felt so empty and my reason died.

That was the past though, my reason is back and I have decided on many things. I will live for myself, and please myself and some others who I care for. I will try not to get a broken heart, but also open up to others. It’s pretty hard. Life is pretty hard. Things are even harder when all you ever known was a man that wasn’t so perfect, was egotistical, and didn’t think of others… Then you find someone different, and you contrast the differences-in a good way. I hate that I do that still, however, slowly my thoughts are moving away from the past. I can’t wait till all I think about are things ahead of me.