My Life With Glitter

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There is a kind of crying I hope you have not experienced, and it is not just crying about something terrible that has happened, but a crying for all of the terrible things that have happened, not just to you but to everyone you know and to everyone you don’t know, a crying that cannot be diluted by a brave deed or a kind word, but only by someone holding you as your shoulders shake and your tears run down your face.

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Sometimes when I see a really cute kid, and they smile at me, or acknowledge me in anyway I think, “man, I wanna be a mom”.

Then I think about that statement. And the fact that I’m barely in my 20’s, still in school, and completely poor.

Thank goodness reality is here to remind me not to kidnap every child I meet.

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