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On Oversharing And The Future Of The Blog
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On Oversharing And The Future Of The Blog

Byrachylewis February 4, 2020July 2, 2022

As you might already know, it’s been over a year since I started sharing too much of my life with you on this platform. If you think you’ve seen too much on here, then, oh just thank God you don’t have to read any of…

8 Lifestyle Blogs You Should Be Reading In Your 20s
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8 Lifestyle Blogs You Should Be Reading In Your 20s

Byrachylewis January 28, 2020November 19, 2022

When I first created my account to start my blog in 2018, needless to say, I had no clue what I was actually doing. On one hand, the only experience I had making a website was one I had done as part of a Digital…

ON THE GRAM!

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Often, the thought comes back to me: “Remember t Often, the thought comes back to me: “Remember the good old days…?” When I was younger this simple question could stir in me an abrupt reaction, as a cheesy pick-up line would on a hazy evening. A wide smile I try to hide away in a failed attempt to disguise my fluttering heart. Rather quickly, I’d get chatty like that one girl at the bar who knows how to gather a crowd with subtle moves and sneaky gestures. My lips would begin the endless journey down memory lane and with elevated humour I’d tell tales of times I’d gladly fall back into headfirst. The question used to open up old wounds and a large can of worms that still lingered. They weren’t the kind of wounds that triggered sweaty palms or an earthquake for a heartbeat. No, they were the kind attached to wholesome memories of childhood bliss and playful innocence. 
On soft skin, they trace a map that leads back to the days of scrapped knees, unguarded laughter, bold foolishness and weightless choices.  At times it was the lead to the amused “That’s not how I remember it…” or the occasional bluff within the “Actually, I knew it all along” that causes the room to go quiet before another round of scattered laughter ensues. “Remember the good old days…?” When did that simple question turn from cherished reminiscing to something just a little torturous? #linkinbio rachylewis.com
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