cultura, poesia, con un po 'di irriverenza
so now i feel sick to my stomach and vulnerable, and broken, remade, reconstructed, superhuman, proud of myself and queasy with disbelief. but i have pressed send and sent my manuscript to my editor. i feel like i broke my heart right into the writing of these stories, and did not hold anything back

so now i feel sick to my stomach and vulnerable, and broken, remade, reconstructed, superhuman, proud of myself and queasy with disbelief. but i have pressed send and sent my manuscript to my editor. i feel like i broke my heart right into the writing of these stories, and did not hold anything back


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