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How should I put it?

I’ve always been a middling sort of person: not always pleasant, but not particularly vile. My grades in primary school were okay, and I was placed in an advanced class. Books were my best friends; I lost myself in fantasy worlds, preferring to exist in fictional universes rather than my own reality. I never really fit in, even at the age of 7. Sometimes accepted by peers, other times ostracized and bullied. Pretty average stuff. But, come on, who can truly say that they have always fitted in? Read the rest of this entry »

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Is it common to feel like your life is steering you, instead of you being the one in control?

I feel like I have no right to suggest what people should wear and give tips or advice when my whole life is in shambles.

But that’s just self-pity talking. I’ll pick myself up and resume blogging soon. Possibly alone since R is a lot busier than I am. Hope anyone reading this will forgive us.

Life has an uncanny habit of throwing curve balls and lemons at the most inappropriate of times.
When that happens, fashion takes a backseat; bright hair colours and prints are replaced with subdued hues. I wonder why that is the case for me. I no longer feel excited by life, and all I want to do is to roll along the waves of life in underwhelming sweatshirts and jeans and the occasional ironic badge, being the hipster that I am.

Here, have some half -assed attempt at not looking like a beggar.   – Ivory

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