Ella Olga
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Just trying to figure out this whole being a human thing. I don't know any better way than by sorting it out with words on a page.
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I’ve always felt my age to be an indescribably liminal thing. If I were to be completely unfiltered about it, I’d say it’s like I’m 5 and 60 years old at the same time: both pressed by the weight of responsibility and maturity of someone twice my age (my life required me to grow up pretty quickly) and then seemingly in the next breath or day dream a rambunctious hyper little kid that wants to do and be everything and seize all that life has to offer in one firestorm of a moment. Or one firestorm of a sentence.
By Ella Olga5 years ago in Confessions
Love Me Like This
He’s sat across from me. Of course this is the expected thing to do. In times like these. Proper I think it’s called. Proper, or pleasant, and not overly forward, sure. But, how can it be? Now there’s only one thing to save me from undisturbed eye contact with this new and uncertain human: refuge in the glass of wine I will order to set between us.
By Ella Olga5 years ago in Confessions
