Writing
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barbie
dear diary,
today is Christmas and I got a new Barbie.
she probably doesn’t like me because
i still haven’t taken her out of the
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gratitude
last year on my birthday
i wished for a soulmate
i didnt get one
not in the way i thought i would
but i have you
maybe you were what i was wishing for
i know youll always pick me
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happy birthday
i blew out the candles
and made a wish
i wished for love
like i always do
but something felt
different
more melancholy
like maybe i wont
get my wish
i have my whole life
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The 30th Year of Life
My 30th year.
Poor, living in an apartment,
With a childhood friend.
Single, but that's alright.
Never expected much of a love life, anyway.
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30-Year Old Me
Sitting at a desk.
A small apartment.
Peeling wallpaper.
One window.
Hair in a messy ponytail.
Typing on a computer.
Bags under my eyes.
Plants on the windowsill.
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I never knew I needed you.
I have had so many friends.
Some may say I am lucky
to be surrounded by huge groups.
Always having someone to talk to.
I agree.
I am lucky to have all these people.