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I am a woman with brown eyes full of secrets.
A woman who likes to smile until her cheeks ache and laugh until she cant breathe. A woman who loves to dance long passed when the music stops. I am a woman with passion that somehow spills onto others. A woman whos slow to trust but easily trusted. A woman whos not afraid to speak her mind. A woman who remains quiet until theres something worth saying. I am a woman whos only dream, is to help people to make a difference. I am a woman who loves with every fiber of her being. I am Abigail, and I am simply a woman who follows her heart, in every.single. aspect of her life. My house has sort of become a free hotel for bands touring threw Iowa. Its pretty much a refugee house. A place where people can go, and feel safe.
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On weekends I catch up with: sleep, conversations put on hold, things that should be done, eating, dirty laundry, crying, and writing. We’ve had writing weather. Three full days of writing weather and still I write quick entries with little detail. The clouds are low enough that you can touch them. The sky ready to burst at any moment and the wind breathes harsh. I can hear it knock at my window. “Let me in,” the weather seems to say. “Let me in and on your page.” Sometimes I think the weathe...
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Tue, November 7, 2006 - 6:21 PM
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Sometimes I think we convince ourselves that other people understand us, because then when we don't know, we can trust they'll tell us who we are. But the truth is, all we do is guess.
Tue, November 7, 2006 - 6:20 PM
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So for a while I didn’t trust people. I wasn’t convinced that anyone understood me. How could they when I never gave them the chance? And then I met a boy and before this gets cliché and I go on to say he changed my life, I fell apart. “We can work this out together,” he used to say to me. “Don’t shut me out,... read more 
When I was young, I used to wish on stars, dandelions, four-leaf clovers, and 11:11s; I used to make a wish when driving over railroad tracks, when someone found an eyelash on my cheek, when someone turned the back of my necklace around, and when I blew out candles. I wished and wished for some things that never happened and more things that did.
Tue, August 22, 2006 - 3:50 PM
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Ive been feeling pretty lucky lately. I like where I am right now and I like my life at this moment in time. Theres nothing I would really wish ... read more
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