Random, Thought Piece

The Write Way.

Three months into the year 2019 and five weeks into age 26. I've lived many lives, and yet here I am, confronted with the usual existential dread and despair when gazing upon the blank space of an empty blog. One of my favorite mantras, one that I often tout to friends when they are facing… Continue reading The Write Way.

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This is the new shit.

I decided to title this blog, the content of which I have yet to determine, after a Marilyn Manson song that used to occupy my iPod in my early high school days. Don't ask me to fathom my taste in music at fifteen. I, too, am at a loss as to why my first ever… Continue reading This is the new shit.