We are all beautiful to someone, and we are all ugly to someone. You are the apple of someone’s eye, someone is apple of your eye. 263 more words
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At a train stop somewhere between Berlin and Frankfurt, I dragged ten days’ worth of luggage from one car of the InterCity Express to another. My seat was at the end of the aisle, and my seatmate—an elderly stranger—was already settled into the window spot. 967 more words
I mostly ignore my student debt.
That’s not the most humble or intelligent statement to make, but it’s the simple truth. I have in excess of $30.000 in debt that I took on while studying and I have next to no hope, plan, or windfall that’s going to make it go away any time soon, if at all during my lifetime. 361 more words