looking back, looking forward : a preview

I’ve been out of my element for 11 days. No cooking, no cleaning, no work, no schedule. Just living out of a suitcase, wondering where I left my pocket-size deodorant this time, praying nothing leaked (again) in my bag, and wondering how I’m gonna make sense of it all when I do, finally, find my…

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or [i don’t need a memory box; i have spotify]

2.14.15: It was over. Deep down I knew it was. I sat there and watched as my boyfriend prepared the hookah pipe, sinking deeper into the disillusionment of my sangria. I quickly ducked as one of the ping pong balls bounced off of a Solo cup of beer, one team cheering and mocking the others.…

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