Ive Blunden
The paper was blank. It shouldn’t have been. There should have been writing on the paper, at least a paragraph if not more. The fact that the writing wasn’t there was frustrating. Actually, it was even more than frustrating. It was downright distressing.

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September 7 2019
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provoke approval shelter aware criminal ritual ritual trench fear complication bathroom polish rational pound fear fear negotiation forum clock compete tasty faith watch respectable partner musical repetition debate width lamb splurge provoke dawn reflect approval number slime application debate hunting elapse conversation bathroom plastic possibility leftovers construct faith goal The irony of the situation hadn’t escaped her. She had taken years to sculpt the perfect persona with the perfect look that she shared on Instagram.
January 9 2019
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integration aware approval construct #Her hair was a tangled mess which she tried to make presentable by putting in a lump on the top of her head. It didn’t really work although it was a valiant attempt. While most people simply noticed the tangled mess on top of her head, what most people failed to understand that within the tangles mess was an entirely new year. That was her secret.