hi pals, it’s late, i know. i’ve been thinking about heaven. i never was a religious person but these last few years have forced a reckoning with the m…
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hi pals, a few thoughts: is there an asmr for watching cream get dropped into black coffee? it makes me wanna cry. reminds me of that john green line i…
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hi pals, i’ve tried to write some end-of-decade story that really locks in a message, hook, and purpose. it hasn’t come and i don’t think i can force i…
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hey pals, there’s this story my mom tells that i thought i’d bring to you. it’s 1980 and my mom and dad aren’t quite married yet — though, they’ve been…
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hi pals, i’m writing you from a scottish café in the city. i’m not in texas anymore. what a sad sad piece of news. i’ll miss texas forever. it’ll hold …
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hi pals, it wasn’t until i started to lose my campaign family that i realized we were a family at all. rob made mimosas. i drank the orange juice. at n…
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hi pals, i don’t have much time to chit-chat but i wanted to let you know i’ve been listening to “american idiot” by green day for the first time in ab…
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hello, friends. i went home a couple weeks ago. i arrived around midnight on a saturday. went on a walk, ate some thai food, then slept for a couple ho…
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free, or something like it.
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