I don’t expect much, out of life or from people. This isn’t a fantastic way to live one’s life, I definitely wouldn’t advise it, but after years of fickle friendships and disappointment it’s a safer way to live. Not better, just simpler. Maybe it’s with all the bad that’s happened: the sickness, the sadness, that’s …

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My sister and I’s birthday is on December 23rd, and while a lot of people feel bad for us for being born so close to Christmas, it’s not something that’s bothered us (and I guess it was kind of our fault, being born premature and all). Our parents were always good about treating our birthday …

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I was drunk for the first time heading to a club with my sister and our friend. We booked a cab and headed downtown, my friend talking with the cab driver in the front while my sister sat with me in the back.