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Lauren Wallett

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I Like Taking Walks on the Dark Side.

In a room full of men, I’ll sniff out the one who’s recently been arrested or convicted for human trafficking or locked up in a mental institution. I can tell how bad his childhood was by the way he moves. Sick sense. The unhealthy, unhappy and inappropriate. These boys churn my stomach sick  ...

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Chill Boys, And Fire Women.

There is nothing aspirationally cool or chill about boys like this -- a better description would be frozen by fear. Perhaps a more honest disclaimer would be "Hey, nice to meet you, I’m a coward. This means that while I’m keen to see what being with you would be like, I’m too afraid to actually  ...

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Who Are You Trying To Be?

I believe that at our core is Love, but in many people there’s a thickly layered protective encasing made up with fear-based complexities: insecurities, unworthiness, self-judgment, self-loathing even, embarrassment, shame, guilt, horror at shadow self -- many, many unnecessary entrapments that  ...

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Put The Pen Down: Bad Advice From Good Friends.

While I’m becoming more aware of advice's bitter taste, I still find myself chewing some up -- hoping to glean a nugget of wisdom from well-meaning insights people have about me. I mean, God forbid I became one of those guarded girls with her walls up. I want to be oyster-open, to the world, to  ...

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13 Signs You’ve Fallen In Love With A Zombie.

I mistook strange as special, odd as unique and unusual as exceptional. There was something not quiet right, that I just couldn’t place, something that was off somehow but it’s so difficult to understand. I sensed the truth, but thought, how could it be? The rot had set in. He was soon to be  ...

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I Am Not For Sale.

Add water, instant wife won’t work this time. Been there, done that. Money doesn’t create comfort, connection does. Someone else’s financial security is not the stability I want. I stand on my own two feet. I march to my own drumbeat. I want a lover and a friend, not something that’s pretend.  ...

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I Deserve It. No, You Don’t.

So when you find yourself quietly pouting to yourself because It’s not fair or This shouldn’t have happened or You deserve something/someone, punch yourself in the face. Okay, don’t do that, but allow the cold light of reality to slap you with the fact that: This is life. This is what you have  ...

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