“Comment dit-on ‘chick flick’?” a boy named Kelly has the gall to half-cough, half-snicker after Mila, per the prompt of… Read more Comment Dit-On “Prickhead”?
“Comment dit-on ‘chick flick’?” a boy named Kelly has the gall to half-cough, half-snicker after Mila, per the prompt of… Read more Comment Dit-On “Prickhead”?
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Humanity is foul. It really ought not to exist in places of such profound and previously unmarred beauty. But somehow,… Read more Trashballs of Positano
I spent the best and worst years of my life trying to be visible to self-involved cunts with no taste… Read more What’s The Formula For Not Concerning Oneself With Assholes’ Opinions?
“Ain’t life grand?” Inês asked wistfully. “Are you microdosing again?” I replied. Inês tended to do that, and so many… Read more Ain’t Life Grand When It Doesn’t Cost You Several?
I am desperately cleaning a blood stain that has somehow ended up in the at-home footbath the drag queen renting… Read more Blood On the Floor Is An Indication of A Lost Cause
She told him time and time again: “Don’t turn around. Don’t look at me when I’m asleep at night.” Of… Read more Rolling the (Eury)dice