The closer I get to my holiday back home, the longer and more eventful the days seem to get. It was -again- one of those exhausting weeks. Sex, alcohol, failure, fun and existentialism, combined. From a surprisingly good Tinder date that ended up in rejection, to a very successful wank in a fertility clinic. From…
Read moreHi Marie, First of all, thanks for letting me use your real name. I was getting tired of just writing “M” whenever I wrote about you. Second, this letter is probably going to be shit. It’s 1am and I’m drunk on a lot of beers and that shitty “Summer drink” we had in that bar,…
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“But, if I don’t have my insecurities… who am I?” My psychologist sits back on his chair, with a triumphant smile on his face. “So, who are you without your insecurities?” he asks. I laugh. He knows his shit. So I start a monologue, and my realization expands and becomes bigger with each word. I…
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The girl with the transparent dress and her ass showing sat to my right, and her boyfriend, the guy with the inside out woman pants and a messy blonde wig, sat to my left. He started grabbing my knee like it was nothing, as he spoke to me in a very Mexican sounding Spanish. “Chilean?…
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If it’s gonna happen, it’s gonna fucking happen. Like today. I wasn’t going to do my weekly H&M sale hunt. I almost didn’t even make it to the 4 o’clock train, because I had left some minutes later from the office. And, once in the mall, I was thinking about taking a different way out….
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