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Typewriter Series #132 by Tyler Knott Gregson
stupid augustus waters with his stupid metaphors and his “okay”s and his wit and his sarcasm and his leg and his hopeless romanticism and his cigarettes and his video games and how much he loves hazel grace and fuck you augustus fuck you
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Mother and child wearing their gas masks
Southend, 29 March 1941.
Photo: Associated Press
“Are you my mummy?!
“Yes now shut up”
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A Kid with a Plan
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This came into work today. I shortlisted it and displayed it on my cafe counter.
The back said something like “He is into BDSM. (Batman, Dragons, Star Wars, and Magic the Gathering).”
The first paragraph starts like this:
“I growl with frustration at my reflection in the mirror. My hair is fifty shades of messed up. Why is it so kinky and out of control? I need to stop sleeping with it wet. As I brush my long brown hair, the girl in the mirror brown eyes too big for her, stares back at me. Wait… my eyes are blue! It dawns on me that I haven’t been looking in the mirror—I’ve been staring at a poster of Kirsten Stewart for the past five minutes. My own hair is fine.”
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I couldn’t afford a GPS so I got a kitten.
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In other news, today I bought a pair of Italian leather shoes.
And some bagels.