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SLOTH

“I’ll go tomorrow.”

Every day I would wake up and repeat this phrase to myself... and yet, tomorrow never came. Eventually I reached a point of no return. My bed was more important than my grades and no one could tell me different. Achieving my life long goals and dreams could happen later, after the parties and countless naps. It’s just one semester, after all, how bad could it hurt?

#FiveMoreMinutesPlease

Nonstop screaming leading to endless hate. I needed to get out, I had to.

ANGER

The words exploded out of me like a volcanic eruption. Icouldn’t believe I said the words. I didn’t hate her, I loved her more than anyone. She just knew exactly how to push my buttons. My mother would push and push and push until I was so far down I could hardly see it. She was doing what’s best for me? More like what’s best for her. She wanted this and that from me but failed to ask what I wanted. I wasn’t happy there. I had nothing but money and time. I needed more, I needed to find myself and my mother sure as hell wasn’t going to be the one to help me find it. All she did was hold me back from MY potential and push me further to reach hers. I was done.

#OverIt

#CanIBeYou

ENVY

Her clothes are what drew your attention. Her smile is what kept your focus. Her talent is what pulled you further in. Her intelligence is what sent you over the top. The words sound as though I was in love, and in ways, I was. Her appearance, her life, her everything. I craved it. Jealously consumed me. Why was I so less fortunate than her? How could she have been graced with such fortune in every aspect of life and I was left out to dry? Making it my ultimate goal to prove myself better was the only way I could move past this jealous rage. Without proof, I would never compete, never.

#EverythingIWant

Gluttony

“Let them eat cake”. Sure. The void left unfilled needed to be filled in some way. I let the delicacies fill this so called empty space. Fancy treats, decadent dinners, even late night runs to Taco Bell. It didn’t stop there though, it couldn’t. It felt too good to over consume such treasures. Food wasn’t enough, I needed shoes. Every pair from every designer. But what about purses? Coach and Chanel would be very pleased with this customer. Scarves, hats, even magazines. Anything and everything I needed one in each color, not matter the price, no matter the cost. I needed it.

#GiveMeMore

Without him, there was no tomorrow. My smile faded and even the sweet smells and tastes of the world melted into sour nothings.

The beauty in love seemed to fade into nothingness as I fell deeper and deeper into a place I could no longer recognize as home.

Without him I could see no future. Nothing but blank space and unwritten memories.

Lust

The feelings cannot reach comprehension. I not only wanted him, I needed him. My breath felt like asthmatic convulsions. Nightly tears and daily dreading of the following torture. How is it possible to want someone this much? It felt like it was him or death. Is this what a broken heart felt like? The missing piece to my holey soul was not to be replaced with clothing or a profound religion. I needed his smile, his touch, his love and nothing more. Without this, I could no longer prevail my destiny but emerge into a so called drowning pool, never to return to my previous chipper self.

#INeedYou

PRIDE I was queen of the castle. Popularity hit me like a tidal wave and I was never going back. They knew my name. People who had barely noticed me in the days prior. “Great party Erin”. I had thrown the party of the year and it wasn’t even a question. I was drowning in irrelevant love from others inapt from the world and yet I couldn’t see past the vast errors in my ways. I lay still at night believing in the so called happiness I had created for myself, completely unaware of the reality soon to glide past my life checklist with unmarked boxes and harsh words of truth. I was the best and this was the only relevance needed in my life, no one and nothing could stand in my way.

#BetterThanTheRest

GREED The cold weather nipped at my toes and cheeks. I looked down at my last season tennis shoes and felt pity on myself. I would be walking into class with students covered in name brand clothing and anger consumed me. Not only was I going to be looked at as a girl who could not afford these finer things in life, but I would be looked down on. I began to crave the necessities that weren’t so necessary. Money was the only thing on my mind and I refused to let it go.

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