My Tryptophan Coma Almost Lasted As Long As Rory’s Drought
Oh, hello there. Welcome back. Yes, I’ve been gone for a week for Thanksgiving. The truth is, I was too hopped up on domestic beer and leftovers to make my fingers type. 882 more words
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“All your life you are told the things you cannot do. All your life they will say you’re not good enough or strong enough or talented enough; they will say you’re the wrong height or the wrong weight or the wrong type to play this or be this or achieve this.