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my man was committed
to an asylum as a child
wild thing fungal
thought. . .
Fuck, I can’t stand when I
slice a grapefruit to an uneven
split. For this small fault, I’m cursing
myself even while I. . .
My boyfriend left me abruptly a few months ago and immediately got a new girlfriend.
How the state has tried and failed to criminalize solidarity in the borderlands
In his eighth novel, Michel Houellebecq ODs on Serotonin.