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Jillian Stahlberg
A 20 year old writer
A 20 year old writer
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Wordless Week
Yours truly bought a camera. My parents at my age. "Joy" "Doing" "Adventure" "Ordinary" City 11:00 This is gonna be a fun summer...

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Ambition
In which I sheepishly admit: There once was a girl who had SO much to write. She was gonna pace herself and just do two articles a week. HA. And then she got lazy one day and decided she couldn't make time to do what she loved...write. And the next day, and...

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Day
In which are musings to change the way we think of day.  Day. A strange, quirky, fascinating journey. Just.  Think about it. In the morning, it's kind of all slow and foggy and still a little dark. Things are cool and fresh and smell like coffee shops and s...

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Um. Yes this is me.
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Pieces Of Me...J.C
Look guys. I made a quote. Since this, my blog, is a place for me to throw all my literary scribbles and random creativity at the world, sometimes, stuff like this is just gonna happen. Take it or leave it. I don't care. It's just a piece of me...J.C.

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Mad World Mash Up
In which I mash up a song with outlooks on life...and then mash up outlooks on life. All Around me are familiar faces, Worn out places,  Worn out faces, Bright and early for their daily races  Going nowhere, Going....nowhere  It's nothing really special or ...

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Currently
In which I get selfish and write about myself and my life...oh wait, that's almost every post... Keeping a regular Journal is not really my thing, Despite the fact that I write a scrap of something in at least one of my sixteen (yes, sixteen ) half filled n...

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My Dad Is always wondering why I take such long showers all the time...here is the answer. SO true!

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I wish I Had Smiled
In which: this happens to me all the time. You are looking around the room,  people watching. Your
eyes dart from person to person, making an assessment of each one in
turn, imagining what they are thinking, who they are looking at, and
what their secret...
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