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i can smell it in the air. that underlying whiff of autumn. i can’t really describe the smell. it’s a unique crispness that says: summer is over and september is […]


  stop checking your phone i’m not i saw you but… he’ll call it’s been three days then maybe he won’t i feel shitty are you gonna tell me what […]


my friends and i were always pretty tame. i spent my teenage years oblivious to the fact that i was missing out. i was much happier staying at home drawing or […]

two’s company, alone is better…

sometimes you can be there and not really be there. everyone knows those moments. you could be at a crowded party but your brain is alone in a dark room […]

surviving the pretty girls 

everyone has them. that group. those girls. they aren’t liked, they’re feared. you have nothing in common with them, but be honest, you would give your left arm to hang […]

wishing, wishing, wishing

there is nothing wrong with wishing. someone once told me that there was. “don’t wish, just do it.” but that takes away the fun. wishing and dreaming go hand in […]

gotta secret

gotta secret, can you keep it? swear this one you’ll save better lock it in your pocket taking this one to the grave if i show you then i know […]

the doll maker’s epic journey

ok. i am ready to runaway and become a doll maker. i’m sure that i could survive on this. i would probably buy a 1963 airstream globetrotter to live in. that […]