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Love
Sometimes I feel lucky, lucky that I get to experience love. Love is the culprit. The thief who manages to steal all my anxiety, depression and feelings of loneliness away. Love, in my eyes, is unparalleled… but with love, fear also seeps in. What is worse than fearing another heartbreak is fearing rejection. I guess…
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What is loneliness?
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Imperfections and then some
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Depression is o-k-a-y.
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Forming Habits and Being a “Buzzer-Beater”
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What adds Value to a Life?
