poeticdesires

I want it.  I. Want. It. I’m on three different dating apps swiping right on so many people because I want their time, their dick, and their attention. I will text previous hookups just for their replies and some possible sexy conversation because I like the attention. Each interaction, each picture or message, is a […]

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My new job is hard. Like dumb hard. Like, you don’t realize how difficult it’s going to be as an intern until you are crying in the bathroom after your shift sobbing, “I will get better at this. I will get better at this.”  And yet, it happened once during my first rotation. At least […]

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