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     It was in the middle of July   10th grade?  That I decided I wanted a blog   so  I’ve finally decided to start a blog.      I will confess   right away   -cause I wanna be transparent   That I don’t have an end goal in sight   But …  you will see me here  well  Not really  see  me, more like witness my rambling and rummaging thoughts,  but I gotta start somewhere.         I live in Romania   with my cat and dog and turtle and mom and dad and sister and brother,  we’re quite the tribe.     During my first year of college   I had a hard time   I smiled sometimes. didn’t mean it really   I was lonely   i saw myself. in that big. campus. across the world   -Do I really belong here?   I’d ask      Winter came and I went back home  So  I sat down with my mother,  by our fireplace   Our Bella, our french bulldog, joined us   With my hands cupped around my head,  I gently let my words pour  I fell to my knees  - I feel so far away from everyone, I feel so far away from myself    My inner child was bursting out, a sense of drizzling hopelessness trickled down my cheeks    - What’s wrong …? mom asked  I laughed, a little veiled  cause yes, I didn’t really  know  what was wrong   so   I’d rather pretend  and laugh  and that sucks even more   you feel so helpless so weak so damn right pitiful  cause how can you change   how can you fix   how can you grow   if you don’t know what’s wrong?      Spring came  and I realized I was lying  My heartache wasn’t born in a break-up or a rejection or me being far far away from home,  It lay in me   In me lying to myself   me turning my back to myself  me rejecting the very thing   that made   me… me      I understood what I was doing   it really hit me  like that first love that pounces on you   mercilessly,   I mean, maybe not so dramatic   But when one finds true love  you become hungry   you take stealthy steps   or maybe you run away   if you’re one of those   maybe its’ easier to duck away   cause  love and inner power are not so different   but I wanted to dance barefoot and milk away the excitement of what I  liked      and…  this blog is what I liked  it’s what I like  it’s for me  for the very bottom of me   so   if you choose to read this   welcome to the very bottom of me  to the very depths of my mind   and  please …   be gentle.     x x    -Alexa                     
Ring - Vintage , Pants - Zara, Shirt - Comme Des Garcons, Shoes - Fratelli Rossetti
Editorial Photos: Felicia Hodoroabă-Simion
Location: "Atelier Anda Roman" design concept store 

It was in the middle of July 

10th grade?

That I decided I wanted a blog 

so

I’ve finally decided to start a blog. 

 

I will confess 

right away 

-cause I wanna be transparent 

That I don’t have an end goal in sight 

But …

you will see me here

well

Not really see me, more like witness my rambling and rummaging thoughts,

but I gotta start somewhere. 

 

 

I live in Romania 

with my cat and dog and turtle and mom and dad and sister and brother,

we’re quite the tribe.

 

During my first year of college 

I had a hard time 

I smiled sometimes. didn’t mean it really 

I was lonely 

i saw myself. in that big. campus. across the world

-Do I really belong here?

I’d ask 

 

Winter came and I went back home

So

I sat down with my mother,

by our fireplace 

Our Bella, our french bulldog, joined us 

With my hands cupped around my head,

I gently let my words pour

I fell to my knees

-I feel so far away from everyone, I feel so far away from myself

My inner child was bursting out, a sense of drizzling hopelessness trickled down my cheeks  

-What’s wrong…? mom asked

I laughed, a little veiled

cause yes, I didn’t really know what was wrong 

so 

I’d rather pretend

and laugh

and that sucks even more 

you feel so helpless so weak so damn right pitiful

cause how can you change 

how can you fix 

how can you grow 

if you don’t know what’s wrong? 

 

Spring came

and I realized I was lying

My heartache wasn’t born in a break-up or a rejection or me being far far away from home,

It lay in me 

In me lying to myself 

me turning my back to myself

me rejecting the very thing 

that made 

me…me

 

I understood what I was doing 

it really hit me

like that first love that pounces on you 

mercilessly, 

I mean, maybe not so dramatic 

But when one finds true love

you become hungry 

you take stealthy steps

 or maybe you run away 

if you’re one of those 

maybe its’ easier to duck away 

cause

love and inner power are not so different 

but I wanted to dance barefoot and milk away the excitement of what I liked

 

and…

this blog is what I liked

it’s what I like

it’s for me

for the very bottom of me 

so 

if you choose to read this 

welcome to the very bottom of me

to the very depths of my mind 

and please

 be gentle.

 

x x

  -Alexa