amytrieslife
Amy Redmond
welcome to my corner of the internet! I write about stupid stuff, deep stuff, and sometimes intellectual things. The site contains way too many easter eggs, see if you can find a few, and also check out my little private garden if you can find it. My first live website (not including the absolute ass ones I made at 11), started from my passion for blogging. Bon appetit.
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Honestly, I truly thought crazy exes only existed in Hollywood and sad breakup songs, well, as a part of amy tries life, Amy Tries Exes! I like peace a lot.
me and my best friend conversate by sending hours and hours of video messages to each other, so naturally my phone has been dying this whole year due to the loss of storage space. I’ve been too lazy to clear through it all, but today I finally got around to it.
Maybe it's the music, maybe it's the feeling of achievement after a good day of work, or the feeling of freedom after a messy breakup. Regardless, somehow for the first time in forever, I suddenly feel an inexplicable resurgence of hope for life.
Today I opened up my week planner as usual, put in my schedule, but paused as I went to close the tab. It read "2026-06-08".
You'd think that having a brain would be enough to alert oneself to a red flag. What should we do when we see red flags?
you could waste it, you could spend it, you could simple live in it ..... or you can take it and make it your own :)) (Note that this is not an April Fools joke lmao)
Either I have a terrible immune system, or the flu loves me, but I get sick every 3 months. I always forget about sickness, because it comes, and then it goes, and you forget again how absolutely wonderful it is to breathe normally.
I actually just can't bring myself reread old text conversations. It's funny enough how half of your relationship with someone is all written down, recorded, right there for anyone to see.
Back in my home, New Zealand, they have the best butter I've ever tasted. I'm not talking about the fake plastic stuff, I mean the solid 500g butter block.
Hardly ever do I get truly embarrassed to the point that thinking about it makes me want to die. I put myself out there a lot, so I'm confident in my social ability, and I'm a thinker so I don't generally say the wrong thing or mess up in my words.
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