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Her spiritual awakening did not commence as a human being until the moment she put down the Hot Fries and, trembling, picked up a raw slab of meat.
Go find a book you read in high school. It can be one you loved, but preferably one that you hated, and now re-read it.
I used to sketch out my dream house with colored pencils on printer paper. It was mauve.
internet memes
As we continue to make progress on most fronts (science, mental health, iPhones, reality TV spin offs), language seems to have taken a turn for the worse.
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I’m still a compassionate person who loves animals.

May 21, 2014 at 11:30am | 256 comments

The morning of our date, I got up early. I put on a dress and did my hair really nicely. And then you finally got to my house, and you were wearing sweatpants.
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Everyone seems to have one, but no one seems to be one, or want to admit they are, or know that they are. But we do exist. And we are human beings.
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Yeah, people are going to be rude to you. But then you get the people that thank you for what you do, smile, or ask you how your day is going.
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You sometimes can’t gauge how well you’ll jive in the future based on only a conversation or two.
This is written from the perspective of a heterosexual male (because we never get to hear their side of things, am I right, folks?!)
I’ve never had anyone I was very close with die, maybe it’s like this all the time.
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I live alone and it is definitely a learning experience.
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I’ll gladly look at one beach photo. I might even “like” it. But I won’t be as amused if six more follow.
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Don’t even bother writing in the comments about how you "neeeeeever do these things," because we know you do. Just own it.
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Print books are increasingly going the way of the dodo bird, the passenger pigeon, and the Miss Congeniality franchise. This is scary. Here are a few reasons why we should make sure that never happens.
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We each took two of the sevens, and one of the tens. We smoked weed out of a broken bong and then sat on his dirty floor and listened to music. This is how I spent most of my summer.
holiday parties
It’s that time of year. Joy and cheer and interrogative questions about your dating life and career choices from people you only kind of know and care about.
When a man walks you to the bus, or carries your bags, or makes sure you get home okay, he is doing what he can to make your experience just that much less threatening.
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In loving memory of Oreo O’s, creator of incredibly delectable post-cereal milk. Discontinued but not forgotten.
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The truth is many white liberals in this country have come to believe a lie. A lie that says just because they are “liberal” or can quote W.E.B. DuBois or have one friend who’s black, it means they are no longer racist.
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“I didn’t realize it was off the table,” you said disappointingly.
Last Saturday, my wild evening pre-game was centered around sticking my paw into a bag of kale chips and licking the crumbs off my fist like a bear as my friends did shots.