Monthly Archives: September 2014

Here’s Smoke in Your Eye

I am a smoker, and even with my impaired sense of smell, I can assure you that your shit stinks just like mine. I am a smoker, and the derision of your passive aggressive commentary leaves me hoping second hand … Continue reading

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I have always been lost in a fantasy, because for as long as I can recall, I have suffered under the anxious and awful power of twin pathologies: wanderlust and cowardice. I crave the new, the novel, the noble path … Continue reading

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