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		<title>Shed the dead leaves they’re too fragile anyways</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Amanda Vi]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Mar 2019 18:00:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I know you say it over and over  



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<figure class="wp-block-image"><img fetchpriority="high" decoding="async" width="683" height="1024" src="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2019/03/shedme-683x1024.gif" alt="" class="wp-image-836" srcset="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2019/03/shedme-683x1024.gif 683w, https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2019/03/shedme-200x300.gif 200w" sizes="(max-width: 683px) 100vw, 683px" /><figcaption>Shed the dead leaves they’re too fragile anyways  </figcaption></figure>



<p>I know you say it over and over&nbsp;&nbsp;</p>



<p> But like good karma </p>



<p></p>



<p>I still don’t believe in it sometimes  </p>



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		<title>But I guess different eyes see different things sometimes</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Amanda Vi]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Mar 2019 18:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[but i guess different eyes see different things sometimes and you need a check up]]></description>
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<figure class="wp-block-image"><img decoding="async" width="1024" height="573" src="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2019/03/differenteyes-1024x573.gif" alt="" class="wp-image-833" srcset="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2019/03/differenteyes-1024x573.gif 1024w, https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2019/03/differenteyes-300x168.gif 300w, https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2019/03/differenteyes-768x430.gif 768w" sizes="(max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px" /><figcaption>but i guess different eyes see different things sometimes and you need a check up</figcaption></figure>



<p>Do you remember the waves and not caring as much?&nbsp;</p>



<p>You were always good at talking never taking a punch&nbsp;&nbsp;</p>



<p>Let’s fight it out because&nbsp; that’s the base on which I grew up&nbsp;&nbsp;</p>



<p>I have the best points but I still don’t feel like it’s enough&nbsp;&nbsp;</p>
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		<title>Goodnight Tweetheart by: Teresa Medeiros</title>
		<link>https://mandavi.ca/book-review/goodnight-tweetheart-by-teresa-medeiros/</link>
		
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Amanda Vi]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Jan 2018 03:18:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Abby is a character who I find easy to relate to because she is a writer who is quite to fall in love. This book may have a different layout than what you’re used to but it’s worth a read. I have to say that this book did have a twist I really wasn’t expecting [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Abby is a character who I find easy to relate to because she is a writer who is quite to fall in love. This book may have a different layout than what you’re used to but it’s worth a read. I have to say that this book did have a twist I really wasn’t expecting at all. </span></p>
<h5><span style="font-weight: 400;">SPOILERS duh</span></h5>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span id="more-414"></span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<ol start="4">
<li><span style="font-weight: 400;"> Do you believe in love at first sight? Or first tweet?</span></li>
</ol>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Like Abby, I would be skeptical at first, of course. I don’t think it’s possible to spot someone out of a crowd and feel like you’re meant to be with them, this is a little unrealistic. And just like this book proves, you shouldn’t believe everything you see, or read I suppose. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<ol start="8">
<li><span style="font-weight: 400;"> Does life being finite give us even more reason to celebrate every moment of it? </span></li>
</ol>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Of course. But it’s important to be calm and relax too. This whole ‘fear of missing out’ mentality can be very harming. It’s important to not compare yourself to others so much but to do what YOU want to do because YOU want to. Don’t do things for an instagram photo do things based on what’s in your heart and what you want. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
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<li><span style="font-weight: 400;"> Do you believe that social media sites like Facebook and Twitter enhance intimacy or make it more difficult to achieve?</span></li>
</ol>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Dating is a different world now let me tell you. Social media has made this generation much more jealous. Now, with the tap of a finger, you can see exactly where people are, what they are doing and (most importantly) what they’re thinking. It’s important to talk face to face with your significant other because texting creates a wall that is hard to get through. It’s important to draw lines on social media and to know what to post and what not to post. There are things that should be said face to face and not over text. </span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>(questions taken from book)</p>
<h6>3/5 overall</h6>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>Thanks for the read! Leave a comment below!</p>
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		<title>poly</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Amanda Vi]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Dec 2017 21:32:43 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[you would like it everything I wrote was about you and i guess I feel the same about you &#160; I&#8217;d like to think that my lips are the only ones you think about kissing &#160; But i don&#8217;t think the day will come, the day you decide you only need one.]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>you would like it everything I wrote was about you</p>
<p>and i guess I feel the same about you</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>I&#8217;d like to think that my lips are the only ones you think about kissing</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>But i don&#8217;t think the day will come,</p>
<p>the day you decide you only need one.</p>
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		<title>give me a new mentality</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Amanda Vi]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Dec 2017 19:00:08 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I feel like a barn in an abandoned field They’re just waiting for me to collapse so they can rebuild And Jake, I rang that church bell on my way home but when you’re alone it rings differently &#160; Of all the people I chose to spend my time with I don’t think I spent [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="p1">I feel like a barn in an abandoned field</p>
<p class="p1">They’re just waiting for me to collapse so they can rebuild</p>
<p class="p1">And Jake,<br />
I rang that church bell on my way home but when you’re alone<br />
it rings differently</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p class="p1">Of all the people I chose to spend my time with I don’t think<br />
I spent enough time with you</p>
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		<title>a classic skeptic</title>
		<link>https://mandavi.ca/writings/a-classic-skeptic/</link>
		
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Amanda Vi]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Dec 2017 06:17:24 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[just tell me you need me tell me that when you wake up in the morning you need your first breath to be stolen from my lips when you roll over in the morning and kiss me. I need to believe you when you say you love me. I need you told hold my hips [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="p1">just tell me you need me</p>
<p class="p1">tell me that when you wake up in the morning you need your first breath to be stolen from my lips when you roll over in the morning and kiss me.</p>
<p class="p1">I need to believe you when you say you love me.</p>
<p class="p1">I need you told hold my hips so tight that when you breath those words onto my neck, I have no choice but to believe you.</p>
<p class="p1">Because you see darling</p>
<p class="p1">I’m skeptical because so many times before I’ve been told I’m loved</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve been told all those classic one lines</p>
<p>&#8220;i love you&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;forever and always&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;i could never be without you&#8221;</p>
<p class="p1">&#8230;yet I end up alone.</p>
<p class="p1">And darling even sleeping next to you feels empty lately because when your eyes close and I’m stuck awake all I can really believe are the whispers I hear around our bed frame, telling me you’ll be gone soon too.</p>
<p class="p1">And I guess I need to hear from you that the voices are wrong.</p>
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		<title>artery</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Amanda Vi]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Dec 2017 19:00:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>clean slate</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Amanda Vi]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Dec 2017 19:00:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>defend</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Amanda Vi]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Dec 2017 23:15:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>This Is Closure</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Amanda Vi]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Aug 2017 06:11:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[&#160; This is closure: I’m writing waves for you No matter how many stones I throw, My splash seems so insignificant to the rest. -------------------------------------------------------- Eagle Bay: Maybe I will leave you here You and your wishy washy ways, Will fit right in here All day and all night Washed up ; Carried back in [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<pre style="text-align: center;"><strong>This is closure:</strong>





<a href="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic1.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter wp-image-197 size-full" src="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic1.jpg" alt="" width="1024" height="768" srcset="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic1.jpg 1024w, https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic1-300x225.jpg 300w, https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic1-768x576.jpg 768w, https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic1-150x113.jpg 150w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px" /></a>



<em>I’m writing waves for you</em>



No matter how many stones I throw,

My splash seems so insignificant to the rest.


--------------------------------------------------------

<strong>Eagle Bay:</strong>



Maybe I will leave you here

You and your wishy washy ways,

Will fit right in here

All day and all night

Washed up ; Carried back in


You’re the seaweed,



And he is the pearl,



And I am the girl



Crashing at wakes






<a href="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic2.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone wp-image-199 size-full" src="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic2.jpg" alt="" width="867" height="1024" srcset="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic2.jpg 867w, https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic2-254x300.jpg 254w, https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic2-768x907.jpg 768w, https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic2-127x150.jpg 127w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 867px) 100vw, 867px" /></a>



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<strong>Difference of opinions:</strong>


We couldn’t agree on a single thing.


But now I think we both agree,



We aren’t meant to be.




<em>‘When you call I forgive and not fight’ 
(1)


</em>--------------------------------------------------------




<em>I think part of me will always change with the season.</em>




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Dearly Departed (plane emoji)


<a href="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic3.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone wp-image-203 size-full" src="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic3.jpg" alt="" width="576" height="1024" srcset="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic3.jpg 576w, https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic3-169x300.jpg 169w, https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic3-84x150.jpg 84w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 576px) 100vw, 576px" /></a>




and honestly dear,

if that was your version of loving me

with all your heart,

I want no part.



-----------------------------------------------------------


<strong>Did you know?</strong>

<strong> </strong>It would just be so fun to be in love with you forever

<strong> </strong>

-----------------------------------------------------------
<strong> </strong>
<strong>I’m not *mad anymore</strong>



<a href="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic4.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone wp-image-205 size-full" src="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic4.jpg" alt="" width="768" height="1024" srcset="https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic4.jpg 768w, https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic4-225x300.jpg 225w, https://mandavi.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/tic4-113x150.jpg 113w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 768px) 100vw, 768px" /></a>


I’m not upset, frustrated, cranky, annoyed, depressed,
 sad, or any feeling at all really.



For you,

I feel nothing now.

And I’d like to leave you here.

Either to grow or to rot,



You choose.


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<em>
I dreamt of you here </em>



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<em> </em>

<em> </em>Even in my dreams you are harsh and demanding.

You were there with your mess of a mop and 
those blue eyes that could hurt, not kill, but hurt.

Even in the comfort of closed eyes,
 you manage to sneak your way into my mind.

But this is the way it’s always been
 (me against you)we were never a team.


Who got their way this time?


Because I’m always the prey while you’re the predator.



I’m just happy I got out alive.




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<strong>Eclipse of You</strong>

<strong> </strong>

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<pre style="text-align: center;"><strong> </strong>

<strong> </strong>

I’m done letting you take my light



I am the light at the end of a long dark hallway

I am the sole streetlight on the block still flickering

I am the lone flicker of flame from a BIC lighter on empty



I may seem small and insignificant



But I would argue that I am the light you need the most.


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<em>To Reader:</em>

<em> </em>

I know it may seem like I am being a little harsh.
 It may seem as though I am the stupid one for even
 falling for him, and to be honest I am.



It wasn’t all bad times. I can assure you there were 
times when my heart felt so large I couldn’t contain
 myself. I don’t think I could ever feel that again 
with someone. It was a kind of love you learn from, but 
not repeat.



All I ask is that you understand that young love is dumb
 love. I didn’t know what I was looking for and I didn’t 
know how to love myself. You may shake your head or wonder
 why I didn’t just get up and leave (I wonder this myself 
at times) but all I knew of love was that it was hard work.
 All I saw growing up was my parents constantly 
compromising.



I tried to compromise with him, 

but we were never on the same page.



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<strong>Strong Stable Simple</strong>

<strong> </strong>



I am as strong as a 100-year-old oak tree standing 
straight against the worst storms.


I am as stable as a metal pillar cemented into 
the sea to guide a sailor’s way.


I am as simple as a splash coming to rest.



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<em>Grieving You</em>


Denial:

Our entire relationship was built on denial. From day one 
your true colours were visible, 
but then denial and me became good friends.



Anger:

     After the general ‘honeymoon’ phase, the dark red 
clouds of anger began to set over us. I tried to 
forgive you and not fight, but it was worse at night 
when all I could hear were truths screaming at me.
 I gave up everyone around me to be in love with you.



Bargaining:

This is where the bargaining comes in. It’s with the 
loss of one of my best friends (who you had your way 
with anyways) and everyone else left like a giant snowball
 rolling out of my life. I took a bad deal when I laid 
eyes on you.


Depression:

Once you finally had me alone in a city new to me, 
this is where the depression set in. I was truly alone. 
I mean, all I had was you, which wasn’t much at all. 
Especially once you met new bargains in the city.



Acceptance:

I knew you weren’t jogging every morning. 
I knew there was a reason you showered constantly.
 I knew you weren’t working ‘overtime’. 
I knew all of these things, yet I stayed. 
I accepted the fact that your faith 
never truly laid with me. 
I accepted that this was the fate 
I had chosen for myself.



I accepted the deal




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<em> </em>

<em> </em>

<em>It’s your fault for kissing a writer in 
the dark in the first place</em>

<em> </em>



I hope my initials on your ankle weigh you down



Like concrete binding your feet to the ocean floor



I hope the waves consume you



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<strong>Burning Bridges

*Building</strong>



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I burnt so many bridges that day I decided to stand by you

I don’t plan on repairing them

But I’ve already built more bridges than
 you could dream of darling



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<em>The One After You</em>

<em> </em>

I was lost.



He smiled at me from up high.



Sometimes when you’re as lost as I was, 
you need to lose yourself in someone else.



I may have only known him 24 hours,
 but he taught me more about love than you did in 4 years.

I remember it feeling wildly different.



I knew I wasn’t in love with him. Obviously.



But the way he held me and touched me...
With a love and care I had never felt before.

And I want to thank you for that.



Thank you for letting me know what I was missing out on.



Thank you for reviving my faith in love.



‘<em>I’m so sorry that I’m leaving you so little to believe in’</em>
<em>(2)</em>


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<em> </em>

<em>The One During You</em>

<em> </em>

I have never felt so low,

So wretched,

Until I got into my car and left you there.





Sometimes I wonder what would’ve happened if I had 
listened to you, stayed with you.

We were right for each other but at the wrong times.

Please know that you still mean a lot to me.

You taught me how to be careless in my writing
 (and how to drive a stick shift)


You were always there for me when I needed you.

Thank you.


I hope I offer you the same luxury.

<em>‘You has me at first sight, even if it means nothing now’
</em>(3)


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<em>The One Who Matters</em>

<em> </em>

You cried when I told you of my past, all of this.



Which hurt me more than he ever did.



I never want to see you upset; I especially don’t want 
to be the cause of your sadness.



<strong>Because you are the literal light of my life.</strong>



My life was so dark before I met you.



In everything you do, you make me smile.



And you don’t just make me happy but you have actually 
helped me become the woman I aspire to be.



You have shown me how to be selfish in the right ways, 
but also how to love fully without mistrust or anger.



I have never loved anyone the way that I love you.



Thank you.


<em>
‘I don’t like who I am when I’m not with you’</em>
<em>(4)</em>


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<strong> </strong><strong>Where We Started</strong>

<strong> </strong>

So here I am. You’re somewhere here too.


This is where we fell in love.

This is where you broke my heart.

And this is where I leave you.



I’ m leaving you in her basement where we started.



I’m leaving you at that house party down the street
 you couldn’t handle.



I’m leaving you at the pond where we smoked our first
 cigarettes together.



I’m leaving you in the pit I used to call home,
 but don’t feel the need to visit anymore.


I don’t feel the need for you anymore.



And I know that you feel you dodged a bullet by leaving.



But honestly dear,



You missed out on the best you could ever get.



<em>‘I hope you’re miserable’</em>
<em>(5)</em>




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<p>(1) <em>Supercut</em> by:Lorde</p>
<p>(2) <em>Laika</em> by: Boston Manor</p>
<p>(3)<em> First Sight</em> by: The Devil Wears Prada</p>
<p>(4) <em>Honey</em> by: Mooseblood</p>
<p>(5) <em>I Hope You&#8217;re Miserable</em>  by: Mooseblood</p>
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