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Counting the Amorous | The Fifty-Five Percent
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About The Fifty-Five Percent. We interrupt this program. When it finds you →. December 7, 2014. 8220;If a thing loves, it is infinite.” – William Blake. The last time we saw each other, we were meandering in the parks lot of a nouveau riche coffee shop. After you hugged me, I cried. I withheld my salt leaks until you were in the confines of your sedan. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). When it finds you.
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Stuff I Read. | The Fifty-Five Percent
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About The Fifty-Five Percent. It’s fun, dammit. Reading is a writer’s bread and butter – and don’t let anyone tell you differently. This page will likely be in flux as I’m often reading odd bits here and there, when the writing allows. Some of it’s admitted trash, I’m not ashamed, and others seek to improve that good ‘ole writing muscle. Like writing protein. Take that as you will. Fantasy and sci-fi novels stole my attentions from a young age. The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. Put it in my veins!
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theflojomojo | The Fifty-Five Percent
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About The Fifty-Five Percent. When it finds you. February 9, 2015. This boy I thought I loved–. I’ll call him the. Patron saint of my unraveling. A two dollar votive of. Left to dust the bedside table,. But you should know. He made the wax out of. My hips and two tongues. And my boy spoke three or four. Romance languages, you know,. And one of them used to be me. He said he felt fluent in the dark. He spoke me into form and. Pulled out any mismatched bones. He took my ribs. He said those bones would.
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The Fifty-Five Percent | I recently took a psychopath test. I'm more than halfway to my own devolution. | Page 2
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About The Fifty-Five Percent. Newer posts →. We need glitter bombs and hips. January 5, 2014. 5: I swear on this, no matter how extensive my current musical elitism:. I saw ‘NSync in concert when I was 15, and when the lighting went crazy, and the girlish pubescence swelled into a frenzy, and JC Chasez (the specter of my wet dreams) threw a janky towel in my direction, I swear. 8211;that I had peaked. My heart knew it. My body buzzed with approval. For a few seconds, I had a lived a fulfilled life. Hover...
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When it finds you | The Fifty-Five Percent
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About The Fifty-Five Percent. When it finds you. February 9, 2015. This boy I thought I loved–. I’ll call him the. Patron saint of my unraveling. A two dollar votive of. Left to dust the bedside table,. But you should know. He made the wax out of. My hips and two tongues. And my boy spoke three or four. Romance languages, you know,. And one of them used to be me. He said he felt fluent in the dark. He spoke me into form and. Pulled out any mismatched bones. He took my ribs. He said those bones would.
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Stuff I Like. | The Fifty-Five Percent
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About The Fifty-Five Percent. Since I haven’t talked about myself nearly enough, I’ve decided to make a page dedicated to stuff I dig. If you dig, what I dig, maybe we can dig it together? The AV. Club. 8211; My dose of occasional snark on all things television, music, and film. 8211; Best indie bookstore on Long Island. I also used to work there. I’m a little biased, but whatev. 8211; Because CNN stopped making sense in ’05. 8211; See above. L – More snark, particularly of the grammatical variety. You a...
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We interrupt this program | The Fifty-Five Percent
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About The Fifty-Five Percent. Counting the Amorous →. We interrupt this program. January 19, 2014. 12: You can tell yourself that 365 somethings will happen. You can swear against the interruptus that is; hold yourself accountable for future somethings, and nothings, and everythings. In fact, I encourage it. I’ve always had a thing for failure. For once, I’m just glad my excuse is that I have been living. Between us chickens, the actual pursuit of life is heady, man. Real heady. Yeah, heady…. Build a web...
