by muskegharpy
August 18, 2011 in Personal
Everything is my fault. Even when other men want to fuck me. It happens about once every couple of years. A guy I know, a friend, whispers in my ear how beautiful I am and we should sleep together. From there I spiral into a black hole of self-flagellation. I wear baggy clothes and try to go full days without talking to anybody. I try not to open my mouth for hours, hoping my lips will seal together. Read the rest of this entry →
by muskegharpy
August 18, 2011 in Personal
Everything is my fault. Even when other men want to fuck me. It happens about once every couple of years. A guy I know, a friend, whispers in my ear how beautiful I am and we should sleep together. From there I spiral into a black hole of self-flagellation. I wear baggy clothes and try to go full days without talking to anybody. I try not to open my mouth for hours, hoping my lips will seal together. Read the rest of this entry →
by muskegharpy
August 18, 2011 in Personal
Everything is my fault. Even when other men want to fuck me. It happens about once every couple of years. A guy I know, a friend, whispers in my ear how beautiful I am and we should sleep together. From there I spiral into a black hole of self-flagellation. I wear baggy clothes and try to go full days without talking to anybody. I try not to open my mouth for hours, hoping my lips will seal together. Read the rest of this entry →
by muskegharpy
August 18, 2011 in Personal
Everything is my fault. Even when other men want to fuck me. It happens about once every couple of years. A guy I know, a friend, whispers in my ear how beautiful I am and we should sleep together. From there I spiral into a black hole of self-flagellation. I wear baggy clothes and try to go full days without talking to anybody. I try not to open my mouth for hours, hoping my lips will seal together. Read the rest of this entry →
by muskegharpy
August 18, 2011 in Personal
Everything is my fault. Even when other men want to fuck me. It happens about once every couple of years. A guy I know, a friend, whispers in my ear how beautiful I am and we should sleep together. From there I spiral into a black hole of self-flagellation. I wear baggy clothes and try to go full days without talking to anybody. I try not to open my mouth for hours, hoping my lips will seal together. Read the rest of this entry →
by muskegharpy
June 18, 2011 in Audiosmoker
mixtape – noun \ˈmiks-ˌtāp\: A homemade music compilation (usually on cassette or CD-R) that contains all your favourite tracks. Often you give such a compilation to the guy or gal of your fancy in hopes that it will help you win their heart.
The thrift store had a stack of new CDs. Amid The Best of Dave Brubeck and Enya (a thrift store CD staple) was a stack of burned mixtapes. Okay, so technically they were CDs, but to me these messy oh-so-meaningful compilations are always mixtapes because that’s what I made when I was younger and was trying to impress a boy. Read the rest of this entry →
by muskegharpy
June 18, 2011 in Audiosmoker
mixtape – noun \ˈmiks-ˌtāp\: A homemade music compilation (usually on cassette or CD-R) that contains all your favourite tracks. Often you give such a compilation to the guy or gal of your fancy in hopes that it will help you win their heart.
The thrift store had a stack of new CDs. Amid The Best of Dave Brubeck and Enya (a thrift store CD staple) was a stack of burned mixtapes. Okay, so technically they were CDs, but to me these messy oh-so-meaningful compilations are always mixtapes because that’s what I made when I was younger and was trying to impress a boy. Read the rest of this entry →
by muskegharpy
June 18, 2011 in Audiosmoker
mixtape – noun \ˈmiks-ˌtāp\: A homemade music compilation (usually on cassette or CD-R) that contains all your favourite tracks. Often you give such a compilation to the guy or gal of your fancy in hopes that it will help you win their heart.
The thrift store had a stack of new CDs. Amid The Best of Dave Brubeck and Enya (a thrift store CD staple) was a stack of burned mixtapes. Okay, so technically they were CDs, but to me these messy oh-so-meaningful compilations are always mixtapes because that’s what I made when I was younger and was trying to impress a boy. Read the rest of this entry →
by muskegharpy
June 18, 2011 in Audiosmoker
mixtape – noun \ˈmiks-ˌtāp\: A homemade music compilation (usually on cassette or CD-R) that contains all your favourite tracks. Often you give such a compilation to the guy or gal of your fancy in hopes that it will help you win their heart.
The thrift store had a stack of new CDs. Amid The Best of Dave Brubeck and Enya (a thrift store CD staple) was a stack of burned mixtapes. Okay, so technically they were CDs, but to me these messy oh-so-meaningful compilations are always mixtapes because that’s what I made when I was younger and was trying to impress a boy. Read the rest of this entry →
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