February 2012
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Pressure | Or What I Was Told Was The "Right Path"
I’m Starting To Feel That [Almost] Unavoidable Pressure From Most People In My Life To Do Something. Those [Almost] Unavoidable Crossroads In Which Now Is The Time In Which I’m Supposed To Decide On The Rest Of My Life, As If That’s Something You Can Do At 22; As If People Don’t Have Various Changes Of Hearts; As If People Who Get Married Young Are Immune To Divorce 5, 10,...
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Listen
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January 2012
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“I’m Sure A Lot Of Things I’ve Done Have Been Misunderstood, But I...”
– Erykah Badu
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Paint In An Angry Room Color #5
What Do You Do When Poetry Isn’t Enough?
Where Do You Go When Your Brain Won’t Let You Leave That Space?
No One Likes To Lose.
Not In Battle.
Not In Life.
And Not In Love.
Fuck These Words.
And Fuck The Feelings That These Words Forge.
Even Dipping Your Toe Into The Shark-Infested-Bitter&Cold-NeverEnding Ocean Of Indifference Called Love Is Enough To Set You On A Course...
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Someone At GQ Is Butthurt
“Pal”
He Told Me Everything I Need To Know About His New York Credentials.
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