if i could do girlhood again, i'd ask to be scarier. less whimpering ─ more pyromaniac urges, more flirting with kerosene.
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/ “I COUNTED A TOTAL OF THIRTEEN DEAD DOGS SPREAD ALONG THE MEDIAN. I IMAGINED ADOPTING THEM. EXACTLY AS THEY ARE. RUBBER-SINGED & ROTTEN WITH FLIES. OR AT LEAST GIVING THEM A PROPER BURIAL. DON’...
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