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A kid said I touched her. I did not not intentionally not to my knowledge not at any point in the short time I had known her. I tried to imagine what she was referring to what she was thinking … Continue reading →

I’m gonna figure it out. I’m gonna find the hack. However long it takes I am going to get my hands on the cheat sheet to your heart. I’m gonna learn the secret language. I will figure out the special … Continue reading →

Love is dead and I am alone. I thought she liked me despite my being weird but I think it’s clear now that she tolerated me AND I am weird. I think I drank too much tonight in the hopes … Continue reading →

I don’t know if it’s the drugs or mid-grade paranoia or if it’s just my time of the month, but I’m getting the sense – my intuition tells me – that you’re sick of me or not thinking about me … Continue reading →

I guess I’ve been thinking of love as transactional hoping that I I have something material to offer I can be repaid in affection. I’m probably thinking this way because I can’t imagine anyone wanting me for me. I’m not … Continue reading →

What you need is some confidence, you moon-eyes moron. I don’t know why this is so especially hard for you to piece together. If you can find your way to believe in your talents and wit, your personality, your kind … Continue reading →

The day Connie died was much like any other: the sun rose the alarm chimed the coffee percolated the train ran late – nothing out of the ordinary really. It was a day like many others the day Connie died. … Continue reading →

If she doesn’t want you, then she doesn’t want you and there’s nothing you can do about it. There is no willing it into existence or debating the point, berating her into submission or even asking her again and again … Continue reading →

I had the most extraordinary experience just the other night: I was at a comedy show, a free comedy show featuring amateur comics on a Sunday night at a no-cover club. The acts were untried. One of them featured a … Continue reading →

I think of all the clubs I used to frequent as a youth yours was the worst: the worst atmosphere the worst attitude the worst service and the worst treatment of the artists. Just, in general, pretty much the worst. … Continue reading →