Thankful.

Every year, on December 31st, I sit down and think about my hopes and dreams for the upcoming year. I think about the changes I hope to make and how I’ll make them. Without fail, this list entails a slurry of physical insecurities; a plan to get side abs or…

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Dear America

Hi America, It’s me, Carly. Do you remember me? I was the buck-toothed little girl with callused summer feet who used to run barefoot from one tree shadow to the next. I was that 7 year old who used to lay in the tall grass at my grandpa’s house, even…

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