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Pascalle Dugay
It wasn’t nice to call her eyes empty, Sondy supposed. Guileless, most people would say. Furtive, is probably what they’d call Sondy’s eyes.
It wasn’t nice to call her eyes empty, Sondy supposed. Guileless, most people would say. Furtive, is probably what they’d call Sondy’s eyes.
Your Uber arrives and now you remember you’re not wearing any underwear.
Your Uber arrives and now you remember you’re not wearing any underwear.
“Girls like porn too,” she said. “Don’t be sexist.”
“Girls like porn too,” she said. “Don’t be sexist.”
I go into parties wearing a long-sleeve t-shirt that says Bonjour on the front and Au
Revoir on the back, eating candy cigarettes.
I go into parties wearing a long-sleeve t-shirt that says Bonjour on the front and Au
Revoir on the back, eating candy cigarettes.
That comment got 55 upvotes. I downvoted it. I don’t have friends anymore
That comment got 55 upvotes. I downvoted it. I don’t have friends anymore
Getting chemical poisoning together seemed romantic, the closest you could come to being entombed, Pompeii-style, in each other’s arms.
Getting chemical poisoning together seemed romantic, the closest you could come to being entombed, Pompeii-style, in each other’s arms.
all these changes in my life were made without my consent
all these changes in my life were made without my consent
This place looks haunted as shit.
This place looks haunted as shit.
You touch everything you see. You want everything you touch.
You touch everything you see. You want everything you touch.
Uncle Dale says, “We’re lucky that none of us can fly.”
Uncle Dale says, “We’re lucky that none of us can fly.”
The human race was absurd and overwrought. Men were feeble-minded narcissists and women, acoustic blowhorns with an endless flurry of wind.
The human race was absurd and overwrought. Men were feeble-minded narcissists and women, acoustic blowhorns with an endless flurry of wind.
Love is like a museum. You have to look around, experience things, and then leave.
"[Her Lesser Work] is a collection of mordant and formally inventive stories circling themes of, let’s say, desire and escape within repressive structures."
-Walker Caplan, Literary Hub