The Day With the Positive Outlook
I am at a particularly fortunate age in my life; I am at an age that fits. A lot of people, young and old, long to be what they are not. Teenagers may wish for the freedom and independence of … Continue reading
Category Archives: this little girl
I Would Be Such a Bad Bulimic
Whenever I feel like there’s the slightest possibility I might throw up, I start to shake. My pulse races, I perspire profusely, and try to talk myself out of it with happy thoughts… “No, Camille, you aren’t sick. You aren’t … Continue reading
Boo.
Halloween used to be my favourite holiday. It was my one chance to dress up like a beautiful and sparkly (insert over-clichéd childish dream); the one time out of the year I could beg—and eat—all the candy I wanted with … Continue reading
Posted in looking back, oh brother what next, this little girl, woe is me
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You Mean I’m Not Perfect??
As old as I keep getting, I never really seem to learn anything. Why do I spout off hurtful vendettas without thinking things through first? I don’t know, really. There are two sides to every story (sometimes three or four, … Continue reading
Posted in change, failures, fiascos, introspection, self-actualisation, this little girl
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{Learning}
Here’s something people might not guess about me: I was wild in my youth. Not wild wild. I never had any desire to drink or do drugs (though there was a phase during my teenagehood that I considered planting a … Continue reading
Posted in fiascos, self-actualisation, this little girl, what I'm about
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