The 19th century word for “penis,” in one very well-written red-light district instruction manual for a battalion stationed in Moscow, is “instrument of physiological longing.”
There is a good case to be made that I am seeking amnesty in the United States because of the amount of paperwork required to simply exist in India
Bruce took one golf lesson at the local country club and rushed home to teach us what he knew: line your toes up in the direction you want to shoot, do not step as you swing like you do in baseball,
I stare into the drive-thru order box, the cars behind me now three deep.
Decision fatigue. That’s what my therapist calls it. Decision fatigue must be what renders me silent in the Taco Bell
My point here is that I no longer want my art practice to have a direct and negative impact on my personal relationships.
When you texted him something passive aggressive because he didn't answer your text in a timely manner, did he ignore you harder? Small dick energy (SDE).
You are such a hot cowboy and I feel so lucky that you’re with me in this, standing in these dark brain fields right now, I think to myself.
We knew, for example, that according to 23 and Me, White Water didn’t have even a trace of indigenous blood, not even Cherokee, not even if you went back four generations.
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Mathematicians make use of rather interesting and imaginative leaps to explain mathematics, or to be the substance of mathematics in its own right.
you can build the fist into a exclamation point
She was convinced that I was in the throes of a mental breakdown
and when I asserted that I was not, she’d shut down completely.
With Soft Core the whole book poured out of me in a weird ecstatic gush; I like to mindlessly word-vomit first, take a break and drink some kratom, then return to the word doc and start editing in a slower, more thoughtful way, so that it kind of feels like sculpting.
Why do I miss us at our worst?
You’re so beautiful I see that everything is beautiful. A mudslide. A wound. A dead raccoon.
Maybe, just maybe, it’s like that theory of the universe, a big bang followed by expansion until collapse, a big crunch, then a big bang again, ad infinitum, so that my curling, turtling pizzle will pop out again, pop in, pop out, poppet, an endless eon’s worth of self-fucking of a higher kind, a higher cruel.
Best time to buy a bra / is right before the moon finishes / milking itself
We really hit our stride in Gender Justice class when the Women’s Studies department asked me to teach and I invited you to join, thinking a co-ed experience would best serve our students.
He’d been by himself now for months except for game night with his colleagues and so he multiplied 13 by 47 in his head and divided it down until it was a trace behind the decimal point and then he asked her if she would like to meet him for a coffee downtown.
with beer bongs and messy boys who didn’t know how to do anything but shove shoulders down for head
