odelia 🐞
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J’Lynn :
Creep by Radiohead cured my depression
2025-07-10 15:34:14
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laynie ᖭི༏ᖫྀ :
“every man i’ve ever spoken to has compared me to alexander hamilton.”
2025-07-10 21:09:22
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ava :
It was a dark and stormy night
2025-07-10 18:22:57
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daisy :
“hi admissions people please accept me”
2025-07-10 17:54:05
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Srika ✨ :
at home biryani meant comfort and school it meant embarrassment
2025-07-10 14:30:16
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Randa | رندة 🍉 :
Most assume that if an alien crash landed on earth, everyone would know. But when my spacecraft landed on this planet 17 years ago, not a single soul noticed.
2025-07-10 22:57:38
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myla rat🤸🏽♀️ :
well once i start it ill lyk!
2025-07-10 18:03:29
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nabiha <3 :
mine was a crime scene report about me being a missing person and ended with me found at my college 🤑
2025-07-10 17:54:04
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altr659 :
"That’s quite the name." That’s what I hear most often after introducing myself. Not “Nice to meet you,” not “Where are you from,” but a puzzled smile, a raised eyebrow, and some variation of, “How do you even say that?”
2025-07-10 14:19:32
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amaya :
My life was a spreadsheet: crisp, calculated, and color-coded. But as I sat with shattered glass under my legs, the formula broke. The equation didn’t add up.
2025-07-10 20:04:59
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nana's jaemin :
"when in doubt, pull a tarot card."
2025-07-10 22:32:19
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colleen ♡ :
“Winning isn’t everything, and I have the trophy to prove it.” (though im done with college apps and a rising soph at stanford)
2025-07-10 22:09:02
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djrocds :
Socrates, Descartes, and Emerson walk into a Texan barbecue joint at dusk.
2025-07-10 17:42:31
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citlaly :
can I get a french onion soup please
2025-07-10 18:39:16
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Mariana💗 :
“Although my last name is Castillo, which means castle in Spanish, my life story has never resembled that of a princess. There were no towers, no crowns, no fairy tales, and certainly no perfect prince to solve every problem in my life. Just a worn-out, nearly torn suitcase; parents with hands cracked from years of hard work but hearts made of steel, held together by the hope that one day, their daughter would have the future they never could.”
2025-07-10 15:32:30
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🥐harlee :
The thing about flowers is people admire their vibrant petals, not the roots that dig deep beneath the surface.
2025-07-10 21:22:50
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scottythescottifer :
What if Icarus' wings never melted? Would he still reach the sun or find a different way to burn?
2025-07-10 19:53:33
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georgia 💌 :
Heterochromia. A long word for something small, just a flicker of brown in the blue of my right eye. But for me, it’s more than just a medical term. It’s a quiet reminder that identity does not always arrive all at once. Sometimes, it grows slowly, like a color blooming where you least expect it. One eye, two colors. One life, two beginnings. (I wrote ab how I’m adopted & connected it to my two dif colored eyes lmao)
2025-07-10 21:24:39
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Hasini :
I held my brain in my hands, trying to carve out my synapses to forget the sound of the ventilator. The words uttered by my mom: “He is not going to make it,” was not something an 8th grader could process.
2025-07-10 14:57:24
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Dianne :
I thought shrinking my name would make it easier to carry. Instead, it made me smaller. I stopped shrinking when I realized something essential: it was never too heavy—it was just mine.
2025-07-10 18:41:43
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cat :
Strawberry smoothies and popcorn meant that Dad was deployed. It was our ritual — a sugary way to soften the blow of another goodbye. My siblings and I would gather in the living room, huddled with snacks, pretending we weren’t counting the days until he came back. We moved through rotations of normal and not-normal, holidays over FaceTime, and birthday candles without him. While the world saw honor and service, we saw empty chairs.
2025-07-10 17:06:47
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_theworldismine_6 :
“What does it mean to have a voice when you physically struggle to use it? Angela Davis once terrified the nation with her words. I, on the other hand, couldn’t pronounce mine.”
2025-07-11 00:20:54
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Harold Gargoil :
They say monsters hide under the bed. Mine sat across the kitchen table, smiling like he belonged. He laughed with my mom, waved at the neighbors, and acted like he was part of the family. But behind closed doors, he was a storm, wrecking everything without moving a limb. He wasn’t just my mom’s boyfriend, he was the reason our house didn’t feel like a home.
2025-07-10 20:35:32
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judy ✩‧₊˚ :
I imagine myself not as a girl, but as a strand of DNA twisted, complex, coded with generations of survival. My grandmother’s silence is wrapped around my first helix. My mother’s fear of judgment, of shame, of being "too much" sits in the second. I carry their caution in my bones. But somewhere, buried between the quiet, a mutation formed. Me. A glitch in the pattern. A question in a family full of answers. A girl who couldn’t sit still. Who cried loudly. Who needed more than survival who wanted understanding
2025-07-10 20:58:33
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solarie :
omg i’m so tired of this way of thinking bc atp it seems like college admissions seems so inauthentic and its competition for the quirkiest clips for them to collect as medallions
2025-07-10 19:36:11
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