Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
hello reader,
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
wait what is that
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i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
Thank you, Jack
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.