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Sometime in October, 2016.
Sometime in October, 2016.
A stable, sweet laugh ruptures, which comes all the way from the cavernous depths of your chest and it echoes throughout my ears But then a brittle croak comes from the back of your throat. And I know what is coming. It is Almost as if an impostor is in control of your lungs Taking your respiratory system hostage, Forcing out that crippling sigh of despondency.
A Speech well Rehearsed, Saturated…
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Five deaths 1963
Andy Warhol
I'm Moving to China?!
I’m Moving to China?!
Life since graduation has been really weird. It’s like I’m in some sort of parallel universe or something. I left San Francisco at the end of June. I left behind a place that was my home for the past fouryears. I left behind friends I’ve come to love dearly and I left behind lovers, but most of all I left behind a place that I didn’t even really want to leave in the first place. I had a job…
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User Friendly // Marilyn Manson
Hapless Souls
Frailties buried into oblivion mental infirmity Feeble, constantly drowning at the thought of all your insecurities Apprehended by the Divine Virtue as well as the distinct attribution of inferiority which in turn, curses everyone with Insipid interests and leaves little to no taste in the mouth. Combustion. These are most of the Original Stories About Real Life told by everyone that you know and…
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“Lover, don’t leave.”
–9:46 AM
Tinder Date mini series: Dislocated Shoulder Boy
Tinder Date mini series: Dislocated Shoulder Boy
HELLO! My god who am I? Where have I been? What am I DOING? I haven’t written a post in forever and so today I’m giving you the story of Dislocated Shoulder Boy. Poor thing. AH. I’m actually cringing right now as I type this. I hope he’s well. Truly I do.
First of all, our Tinder messages were mainly us riffing on what kind of music we’re into, so it was a really cool conversation. Finally, he…
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Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)
Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)
“Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused.”
P.S.A. These dreams are a little graphic, and kinda gory. Read with caution.
In the past week I’ve had twodreams where I died and I woke up immediately after my death. The first dream isn’t as fresh in my mind because it happened Tuesday night and I didn’t write…
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Tinder Date mini series: Bunk Bed Boy
Tinder Date mini series: Bunk Bed Boy
It’s the start of a new month, and I’m ready to share another story of a Tinder date gone wrong (so, so wrong). I conducted a poll on my Twitter account to see which atrocious Tinder date story you all want to hear next and the polls revealed that you all want to hear the story about the infamous… Bunk Bed Boy. Yes. I said it. I’ll say it again louder for the people in the back, his name…
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What is the Sidewalk?
What is the Sidewalk?
A child said, What is the sidewalk? pointing timidly to it with tiny, frail hands; What was my answer for the child? . . . . I know not what to say because I haven’t thought of it until this very day. I guess it must be where asphalt flowers go to grow And where they stay, wilted and unseen. Or I guess it is the messages written in faded pink chalk, A gift from another child selflessly scrawled,…
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