I'm a twentysomething writer and editor living out my dream
one day • one picture • one avenue • one story at a time.
This is where I overshare and constantly write tiny love letters to New York.
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- Michael: I'm really worried about my eyes. I think there's something wrong with them. I wear my disposable contacts for like, months at a time. I really have to go to the doctor today.
- Me: [burp]
- Michael: You are ungodly. [walks away]
