Permanent Retrograde

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I wake with my shirt cold and wet, stuck to my chest with the memories I relive instead of forget. The nights that we danced and laughed that we were the luckiest. To sit with Monet and listen to strings in the cathedral on des Champs D’Élysées. A loft party turned tiny concert…
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When I see you on the dating app, I think, “He’s too handsome. He’ll be horrid.” I sent you a Hello. In our brief texts we end up wanting to go to the…
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Jennifer was 5’11” with long brown braids and a huge smile. She bartended at a gay dance club I frequented. She also worked at the pizza slice place…
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… in the tenth grade, I received my first sleepover invite by a cheerleader and school hallway icon. Not only a rich kid, but the prettiest human being…
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A Melted CandleWatch now (15 sec) | Bodies are so fucking weird. You know (click here →) the Barbapapas? Human bodies ARE the Barbapapas. If you have parents, look at…
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When someone asks about my former marriage, I tell them: We had a very happy sixteen years, I consider it successful. We had a terribly emotional…
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…the only time I think I’ve ever really relaxed in my entire life was for three minutes… —— Nora Ephron, Heartburn In my dreams: I have all five senses…
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The number of people willing to type a comment to me about my lips is way, way higher than what you are thinking. I mean, sir/ma’am… must I, write a…
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