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  • Racism is skin deep

    I saw a photo that describes our nation perfectly: A black woman, tears streaming down her cheeks, with a nicely manicured white hand over her mouth. #AllLivesMatter No one started hashtagging “All Lives Matter” until #BlackLivesMatter became a hashtag. Obviously all lives matter! However, all...
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  • Roachville

    “I killed my first bug,” I exclaimed! After two years of traveling and couch-surfing, I finally had my own apartment, and boy was I stoked. Not that killing a bug is something to be proud of, but instead of running to my parents like I...
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  • Every time you leave, you say goodbye

    When I was a kid, I went through a phase with my grandma where I never said “goodbye.” Instead, I’d say “see ya” or “talk to you later.” Danda (my grandma) even made fun of me one night and threw me off. As we were about...
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  • Cocaine is the new black

    “I got some cocaine for us,” she said, with a wide-eyed smile of excitement. It’s taken 25 years, but someone finally did it. Someone shocked me so hard — and not just any someone, a very close friend — that I was speechless and for...
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  • Intimate dramas

    AP physics is complicated (I know because I dropped out of it in high school). Relationships are not. The word relationship has such heavy undertones. We have relationships with most everyone who enters your life, so why are intimate relationships such a nauseating topic? Lately I’ve...
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  • Would you give a fuck for fame?

    “I’m glad we spoke tonight, babe. We really do have a good connection, so I’m excited to see where it goes…” That was the text message I received after my third conversation with an entertainment industry executive more than double my age and divorced, with...
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  • Whirlwind

    It was like we were rookie gamblers, playing poker with our hearts but walking away as soon as we felt we were “up” enough to be fulfilled. The absolute worst kinds of unkept promises were made, the ones involving efforts of the heart that neither...
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  • Let’s not suck, Part II

    Social situations scare me. All of them. Just the thought of going out and meeting someone makes my stomach turn and my hands shake. It’s so strange — the majority of my life involves doing just that, but thinking about it makes my stomach turn....
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  • Let’s not suck anymore

    There was a jumper on the freeway last Friday night. Read that again. THERE WAS A JUMPER ON THE FREEWAY LAST FRIDAY NIGHT. A man was going to jump off of a freeway overpass into on coming traffic in hopes of dying. HOPES OF DYING!...
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