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With This Ring…

Posted on December 22, 2015 by Catastrophe Jones

I think I’ve found the reason you and I will never make this work. It might be because you eat the last umeboshi without telling me, and it may be because I replace the brine with dog urine. I think … Continue reading →

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Anxious

Posted on September 30, 2015 by Catastrophe Jones

I have often wondered what it must be like to be so very lost, there exists no possibility of finding one’s way home again. That’s a lie. I’ve never wondered it. I’ve never wondered anything. I just sit on my … Continue reading →

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