Beautiful girlfriend: I thought you liked me for my personality.
Realistic boyfriend: It’s okay.

A triumph of data analysis or a sick project of perversion?

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“I might survive, and what if I do? What if I swim through the waters and eat and hide from those raiders? And, god, what if I have to drink my own urine?”

“She told me she was a writer, and when I left she gave me three books in French, on Proust, Vienna, and magic. It was a sweet thing to do, because our conversations had been mostly in English, and we tried French together like friends failing to be lovers.”






“The truth is that in every annoying, badly done Facebook meme, there is a grain of truth hidden somewhere. Because even the hunter puts down the rifle when the rabbit is served to him on a silver platter by strangers he’s never going to see again.”


“Neither you nor your soul is waiting for me at the end of this,” — Nick Flynn, “Cathedral of Salt” All I ever wanted was a kitchen and you standing in the tile-white light. Me, on the floor, drinking pink lemonade & watching the minutes blink 30 In all my years I’ve…


“There’s power in not having to care. As Inez Guzmán remarks, the film Oppenheimer can leave New Mexico just as its subject did: apparently without a second thought. But there’s also power—more ambivalent, yes, but also more lasting—that comes with needing to pick up the pieces.”

“When she sings, her voice batters the crowd like baseball-sized hail. No one is safe.”
Beautiful girlfriend: I thought you liked me for my personality.
Realistic boyfriend: It’s okay.