August 2011
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Aug 25th
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“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be...”
– Steve Jobs
Aug 25th
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Aug 24th
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dear little athens hipster, small dark...
Dear Caty, Thanks for everything. I still vividly remember the night you told me that you didn’t believe in love. It was right after I gave the last Young Life talk of the semester about the cross and the resurrection. We sat there in the Lake’s living room talking. Folks were trickling out because club was over, but you stayed and talked with me. I didn’t know you very well at...
Aug 24th
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Aug 24th
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Aug 24th
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Aug 24th
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Aug 24th
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Aug 24th
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5.8 magnitude quake shakes Virginia, felt across... →
Aug 23rd
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Aug 22nd
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Aug 22nd
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Aug 22nd
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Aug 21st
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Aug 21st
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Aug 20th
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Aug 20th
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Aug 20th
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Aug 20th
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if i could work for anyone...it would be her →
Aug 19th
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Aug 18th
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Aug 18th
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hannah
Sometimes, when I’m thinking about how much I just dearly love one of my best friends, I practice giving a toast to them at their rehearsal dinner. It may sound silly, but I’m not embarrassed. It’s one of my favorite things to do—to sit and cherish a friendship—to think about getting the chance to tell all their family and closest friends what that one person meant in...
Aug 18th
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Aug 18th
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Aug 18th
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Aug 18th
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Aug 18th
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Aug 18th
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dreamer here
Richmond is lovely! I’m beginning to learn my way around the hooks and loops they call highway interchanges. The town is Southern-like polished with a streak or two of hipster attitude. It reminds me much of ole’ Athens.  My house is tall, and blue. It has a skinny, sweet red door with what seems like a dozen of patios, porches and decks to choose from. My room is cozy—a soft...
Aug 17th
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Aug 17th
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Aug 17th
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Aug 10th
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Aug 6th
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here i am
You don’t know what it’s going to feel like—and then it just happens—you grow up. You wave goodbye to your family as they drive away, close the front door, and before making it up the stairs to your bedroom—you melt on the sixth step. You bury your head in your hands and just cry. You never thought the day would come, and you’re falling apart at the seams. Your...
Aug 5th
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Aug 5th
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