hens kyle

To new passions... 

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disappointment.

Disappointment is the bane of my existence. I feel like it’s the bane of everyone’s existence. It’s confusing, upsetting, anxiety-ridden, and just terrible in general. Alas, life is full of it/them. It’s unavoidable to the most complete extent. 

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the living life thing.

I find it strange how life slips past you without you even realizing that it’s passing. Honestly, I didn't realize it was passing until I sat down and wrote this. I’ve been “I’m eighteen years old” for a few months now and it’s just now hit me. I’ve been living life for EIGHTEEN years. I’ve been on earth for EIGHTEEN years. My mom has been a mother for EIGHTEEN years. That absolutely blows my mind. It also makes me realize how bad I want... no, NEED, change. It's time to move on and live my life for me. not for others, but it’s time to be a teensy tiny bit selfish and live for me. 

To several more years of living my life. 

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music.

I’ve been singing for many years and have loved music for my whole life, but recently I started to lose my love for it. Recently, I realized that I lost my love for performing, but not for music. Literally, as I write this, I’m crying listening to Lady Gaga’s I don't wanna love again and sobbing. It breaks my heart.  

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fog.

Fog is a pain. When you’re physically driving through it or mentally. It’s a pain all around, any way you face it or put it. No offense to fog, it can beautiful in its own regard and add an element to nature that only fog can. But it will always be a pain in the ass to drive in. I’m in a fog. I’ve come to accept, or rather create, this idea of fog for the brain. Okay, no, I’m not the one who created, but I’ve come to accept it into my life. Let me tell you about this idea. As you know, fog passes without you even realizing it. You go outside at 6 am, so much fog, then again at 9 am, no fog, not even a trace. So, I’ve decided that I’ll treat my moments of sadness, happiness, and everything in between like a fog that can pass without you even realizing. So savor the moment or understand that it’ll be over before you know it. Because, in the end, it is just a fog.

To the beauty of moments.

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creativity.

I need to be creative. I need to have some sort of place to be creative, fresh, inspired, etc. While that all sounds great, is it practical? I’ve always wanted to be an artist, or a singer, or a million other non-practical things. I mean honestly, it runs in my blood to be practical, but I don’t want to be. I want to be new, creative, fresh, and inspiring all on my own, but how? 

That’s where I’m stumped. I have a metaphorical writer's block on life. 

To new inspiration. 

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I’m missing my days of travel a lot right now. You’ll probably hear me say this a lot, don’t say I never warned you. Anyway, here’s a start to a possible “blurry photo series.” Maybe. I don’t know. We’ll see. (btw these are from New York, Greece, and Switzerland, all of which I highly suggest visiting)

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fresh start.

Well, I still don’t have any idea of what I want to do for my life, but life is going pretty well either way. I applied for the colleges I liked and I hope all of that goes well. Wish me luck. 

To starting something new. 

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Sunsets are my lifelong blisses. Especially ones over the water (like this one). This was taken in Satorini, Greece and honestly I would give an arm and a leg to see this again right now. I’ve never felt so serene. My bare feet dangling over the edge of a cliff as the breeze brushes my hair away from my face that is dripping in golden light. So beautiful. 

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destiny.

I wish I could just know what I’m meant to do. Today, tomorrow, and for the rest of my days. I just wish there was a “hints” button that I could press like in those solitaire games on your phone. 

To figuring it out as we go. 

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travel.

Let’s kick this off with something I love. Travel. It’s my favorite thing in the whole world. I’m constantly wanting to see/experience something new. Strangely enough I’ve been in the same town for eighteen years... yep... my whole life. Not my choice, I know, but still. I mean my dad has been here since he was ten years old. along with my mom. I feel like they should be bored of this same place by now. I want to leave so bad and live in New York City or London or Costa Rica or somewhere new, somewhere ever changing. I find comfort in change, new experience, and living the adventure of a lifetime. Anywho, I love to travel, to leave the ordinary, to experience something new. That’s all I really know right now. 

To new experiences and life ever-changing 

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welcome.

Hello. My name is Hens Kyle. I’m an eighteen year old girl from South Carolina. I’m currently listening to Bumpin’ Uglies (you should check them out) having a slight emotional breakdown over the fact I don't have anything I’m passionate about... I know... sad. 

While I say I’m not passionate, I mean there’s nothing I can think of that I love enough to make a job out of it, so I thought why not trying blogging. See if it sticks. So here we go. 

To new begins and possibly new passions.