archives for Monday 25 July 2005

overheard from production, vol. 1, no. 1

Monday 25 July 2005 | I like a cookie

“And does she know that it’s gonna make her smell? She’s gonna smell like donuts!”

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inconceivably happening

Monday 25 July 2005 | I like a cookie

Last night, N. and I unknowingly celebrated our one-year anniversary by breaking up.
We woke up this morning, looked at each other’s swollen eyes bleakly, and simultaneously shrugged. We can’t even stand to think about it, so we just don’t.
The darkest moment saw him staggered out of the living room into the bathroom; I could hear […]

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