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On learning to love when you’ve lost, and how it’s only kind of like riding a bike
Posted on January 24, 2017 5 Comments
I’m scared of a lot of things. See: spiders, vest-less roller-coasters and falling out of cars mid-turn (to name a few). But, for some odd reason, I’ve never been scared of relationships, even when both history and bad television say I should be. I’ve never been afraid to give my all to another person — be […]
My one New Year’s resolution
Posted on December 31, 2015 Leave a Comment
I often wonder if death is my shtick. My sweet spot. My comfort zone. My “thing,” if you will.
My year in times I cried
Posted on December 31, 2015 Leave a Comment
What I choose to drink doesn’t change the fact that I’ve always been a crier. It’s written in my DNA. Always has been, always will be.
Are you there, childhood? It’s me, Meaghan
Posted on November 23, 2015 Leave a Comment
One of the hardest parts about losing both parents has been losing the memories that went with them. The stories I would ask to hear over and over again at thirteen, but couldn’t care less about come high school because I was a hormonal dick-wad with a Myspace to manage.
Out of the frying pan, into the fire: A life lessons listicle
Posted on November 17, 2015 1 Comment
A friend recently informed me that I’ve been living below the poverty line. Since blowing through my savings in a mere two-ish years on my own, I’ve had the nice, expensive Pursian rug pulled out from underneath me. The one that paved the way for lavish, week-long music festivals and all of the bar tabs I […]
16 New Year’s resolutions I will (probably not) keep
Posted on December 31, 2014 5 Comments
Last December, I vowed not to touch my friends’ tits or leave the house with wet hair. This Christmas, a good guy friend of mine walked into the woman’s bathroom at our every-week bar to find both of my tiny, un-manicured hands pressed against his girlfriend’s chest. He was looking to smoke a cigarette and we’d been in […]
The first year without her
Posted on October 9, 2014 6 Comments
The first month feels like a year, and then a week, and then a year again. A cold, long, drawn out year with no seasons, and no clocks.The first few days are as cold as ice; way too chilly for Columbus Day Weekend. You stop crying, and you start cracking smiles at small talk but […]
Life happens when you’re busy blogging
Posted on September 3, 2014 3 Comments
John Lennon (and one in five white girls’ high school yearbook) once said, “Life happens when you’re busy making other plans.” #TBH, life’s been really needy lately (like, ex girlfriend at the end of “The Fault in Our Stars” needy) but, before Kanye drops in to tell me Beyoncé had the best blog of all time, let me finish. Between […]
Nobody likes you when you’re 23, they think you’re the tits
Posted on August 13, 2014 5 Comments
Blink 182 was wrong. Okay, okay. Blink 182 was right about a lot (see: the entire two minutes and 45 seconds of “Dammit” and that line in “The Party Song” about girls trying too hard), but not about birthdays. If nobody is supposed to like you when you’re 23, our generation is doing something wrong. By 23, you’ve […]
10 things people have Googled to get to this blog
Posted on June 30, 2014 1 Comment
The internet is a scary thing. Not only is every Instagram selfie I’ve ever shamelessly posted plastered on the Google Image search attached to my name but, thanks to WordPress, I have access to an archive of search terms that — at one time or another — have led Internet users to my site. Here […]
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