When I first saw his face on an old company photo, I thought, “Hey. He’s cute.”
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Nobody Really Knows About Us But Us

When I first saw his face on an old company photo, I thought, “Hey. He’s cute.”
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When I was about 3 or 4 years old, I was traumatized by water. Seawater, to be precise.
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Don’t be so busy
writing about life
and writing for a living
that you forget to live.
Just recently a couple of my friends were riding in their 5-month old car when, upon turning slowly up an elevated corner, a motorcycle appeared out of nowhere and hit the right side of their bumper.
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My older cousin and I have developed this sort of tradition every time it’s any of our birthdays. Whenever it’s her birthday I’d tell her, “Happy 26th Birthday!” and whenever it’s mine she’d tell me, “Happy 21st Birthday!”. We’d tell each other this no matter how old we actually were.
Contrary to what is implied in the title, I am not thirty. I am however, nearing it. But the way I feel is nowhere close to someone nearing thirty years old.
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