Hello World,

The clock is ticking on my youth…

Plunge into the Rabbit Hole of My Chaotic Mind

Can we create a digital space that effectively encapsulates our veiled identities at a precise moment in time?

What sentiments linger before change erupts?

How do digital mediums enable us to capture memories and reflect on our past selves?  

I don’t know how I feel.

Does anyone know what they’re doing?

Days Until Graduation

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DAYS
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HOURS
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MINUTES
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SECONDS

The horrors persist but so do I.

Facets of Myself

We are food for worms.
Mr. Keating, Dead Poets Society
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Screaming, crying, throwing up.
Smile like you mean it.
The Killers
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