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Journey To Scotland, Personal Updates And Ramblings

I’m Moving to Scotland (I say for the thousandth time today)

Also, hello. It’s been a minute. Allow me to re-introduce myself. My name is Kate Santos, and I’m a 20-year-old actor who was born and raised on the outskirts of Los Angeles. I’m a formerly-avid reader, a college dropout and then re-enroller (we’ll get there), and a super loving and talkative person who needs to share every aspect of her personal life to feel like … Continue reading I’m Moving to Scotland (I say for the thousandth time today)

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Personal Updates And Ramblings

alright.

I think I’ve been waiting to write something revolutionary. Something that brings tears to the masses and healing to the few. Something that makes it so that I’m finally understood, known within and without, and before having to share too much. I’ve been staring at blinking cursors and blank pages, napkins and paper bags, receipts and rationed sticky notes. Wishing my words would write themselves, … Continue reading alright.

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Personal Updates And Ramblings

the world.

trader joe’s tulips and goodwill vases are the only excuses I have to get out of the house anymore.

trips to target for aquaphor and rides to work that have been slowly adding up, mile by mile, minute by minute.

I don’t think I believe in a singular higher power, but I wish I did. I wish I could believe that someone had a plan for me. That I didn’t have to worry so much about making one for my own life, because someone else had my back, knew me enough, and wanted the best for me, to do so. Continue reading the world.

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Creative Pieces, Little Green Notebook, Notebook Scribbles

captured.

I have pictures on my laptop of people I don’t talk to anymore.

Their faces litter photo albums and yearbooks. They sprinkle themselves in the Snapchat memories I don’t look at and the Instagram highlights that I only recently took down. Their names are scrawled all over dedication pages and annotated books, in the envelopes of love letters and birthday cards that I’ve forgotten I saved.
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