Relationships
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All the times that we f**ked up
It’s easy to become callous after a break up. It’s probably no different when breaking up means a divorce. And, yeah, I know. I just made a post about this not too long ago. But I’ve been doing a lot of “soul” searching these past few months. It’s the price of wanting to put myself back out Continue reading
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a dumb screenshot of youth
I don’t believe in soulmates. The idea of destiny having any role in who I fall in love cheapens the experience. Besides, the math doesn’t pan out for soulmates. The idea of meeting the one in your own backyard isn’t fate; it’s convenience. I’m enamored with the idea of “sole mates,” though. The idea of out Continue reading
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It Never Fails (Three Micro-posts)
It never fails. I’m sitting in front of the refrigerator, staring at the oblivion that lies within; legs sting from exertion from my job, but the only thing screaming out is my stomach. And it’s right there in front of me like siren and her sweet, seductive song. The cool air brushes past my sweaty Continue reading
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This Post Is About Three Things
“You have to be WILLING to write badly.” It’s scrawled on the wall with Sharpie by my post-high school hand. This during a day when my Brother typewriter rested on a dilapidated desk which survived three brothers. Still survives to this day, though I dare not try resting in my laptop upon it. It stands Continue reading
Chapin City Blues 