I don’t typically get all worked up about posts on blogs – or anything I read online, really (unless it’s particularly hateful or ignorant) – especially when the comments in question aren’t on my blog. But this. This I have to address.

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Something is happening to me and I’m starting to fall a little in love with autumn. It’s not the colors (but pretty!) or the specials at Starbucks or any of that, really. It’s the fashion. The boots, the dresses, the scarves. The boots. The dresses.

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I used to fancy myself a poet of sorts. I’d fall in 12 kinds of love with a guy and two weeks later my bleeding heart bled all over every piece of paper I could get my hands on. The words would pour out of me and when all was said and done I ached. My hands ached from the scribbles …

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