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Complacency

I’m not an individual.

I’m not unique.

But I’m perfectly alright with that.

I wouldn’t trade avoiding stereotypes for the experience, the bond, the sisterhood.  The camaraderie  in my life across campus, across my future.  Call me what you want, group me how you wish.  I am wanted, needed, loved.  I am accountable to my family, my sisterhood.

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Is it Real Now?

We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it,
Always pushing up the hill, searching for the thrill of it,
On and on and on we are calling out and out again

My star wont ever be that high.  Is that a bad thing? I’m sorry to disappoint.

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A Collection

"You must do the thing you think you cannot do"

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In My Life


I want to feel loved. appreciated. accountable. recognized. remembered. liked. hated. pretty. successful. driven. admired. connected. right. rational. smart. envied. productive.

I want to feel wanted.

And I want to know I’m not alone.


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Become: Better?

People know, or at least they have heard.  In your own sphere of influence, you seem to shine a little brighter.  In your own eyes, anyway.

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Click.

Are you sure that’s what you want to do?  You’ve said you wanted to wait all summer.”

“Yeah I know but I thought about it and I figured I might as well rush. If I don’t like it, then that’s it.

The more I thought about it, the more it made sense.  I’d spent the entire summer thinking I wanted to join a sorority my sophomore year.  I would spend my freshman year making some of my own friends, finding my way around campus, focusing on school work, and I would wait.  But suddenly, it clicked for me.  All of those things would be almost certainly a lot more difficult on my own.  Why not surround yourself with other girls who were successful, friendly, motivated, and who would push you to be the same?  As I browsed the website looking over pictures of smiling faces and successful-looking students, I made up my mind. I would rush; it felt right.

As I stared ahead into the space that was my future, I saw a possible star.

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