The Anatomy of a Thirty Year Old Man
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I kind of feel like a field of ten thousand oranges, like a universe made up entirely of suns, like some sort of cosmic relief to be freed from subterranean dirt, like I’ve worked my way through codependent alcohol-induced relationships and deciphered every single Fall Out Boy lyric. I kind of feel like God, except … More The Anatomy of a Thirty Year Old Man
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