Talia Hazelton
Stories (11/0)
My Teenage Angst Doesn't Have a Body Count
Long before I was the nerdy, bookish girl with her head buried in a story and her spare time spent writing fanfiction and buying books with her own money, I was a nerdy, bookish girl with her head buried in a story and her spare time spent writing fanfiction and begging her parents to buy books for her. I guess you can say not much has changed! My music taste is also included in this statement. I grew up as the target of much bullying, thanks to being poor and overweight in a school with mostly affluent peers who hit some kind of genetic lottery I wasn’t privy to. While I have no hard feelings now and hope all my bullies grew up to be lovely people, I was not so okay with it during the time. Enter my teenage angst: in soundtrack form. Yes, in case you were curious, I did actually make mixtapes on CDs that looked like vinyl! Now, without further ado, some of the songs that shaped who I am today.
By Talia Hazelton3 years ago in Beat
One Year Unemployed
This is an article that feels exceptionally hard to write. I’ve sat down with it a few times, reworking and then restarting it in the hopes that it would sound profound or even motivational. It is no such thing. Instead, I have decided to let myself be as honest as possible in the hopes that this will give me, and maybe you the reader, closure of some sort.
By Talia Hazelton3 years ago in Journal
Things I Want to See In Bridgerton Season 2
Okay, so I may have watched “Bridgerton” way too many times to admit. I might even call it my “emotional support ‘Bridgerton’” to my best friend when we talk about what we are going to watch during the week. Regé-Jean Page is a dreamboat, okay? I can’t help it. I’m sure you’re asking yourself right about now, “why watch it so many times when you could read the book series and have some new interactions with the characters?” Well, dear reader, this is a notion I found myself expressing as well. So I went ahead and bought up all the books and began reading them. After finishing the second book, “The Viscount Who Loved Me,” I thought I would share with the world a few things I want to see in the second season of the show.
By Talia Hazelton3 years ago in Geeks
12 Years Younger
Dear Julianne, When you were born, I felt immediately that you were one of the greatest loves of my life. I wanted to take care of you, watch you grow, hold your hand through tough moments and make sure you always felt loved. There are twelve long years between our entrances into the world, but they feel like twelve minutes when we spend time together. We have this tiny, unspoken thing in us that feels a lot like magic. We can even talk without saying a thing! You simply send me a look from across the room and I am instantly laughing so hard, tears form in my eyes. My little sister, you bring so much light to my life.
By Talia Hazelton3 years ago in Families
An Inherent Softness
There is nothing beautiful here, not in the infinity that exists between the moments of opening one’s eyes and being fully awake. It is all awkward twitches, adjustments of blankets, measured breaths so as to not wake up the sleeping form on the other half of the bed, only to realize they haven’t been here in days (weeks?) and you are holding in air for no one but your own inflated self-worth. Maybe it was an early workday, or the luxury of forgetting this particular type of fresh couple intimacy.
By Talia Hazelton3 years ago in Humans
Our Bones
There were few things in life that were as organic to Lizzie as surrounding herself with the dead. As a little girl, she had always been sympathetic toward the creatures that were cast off on the side of the road, flies buzzing directly over their decomposing bodies, performing soft little songs with their wings.
By Talia Hazelton3 years ago in Humans