Beautiful Lies
Some kids dreamed about prom. I dreamed of escape.
Musings of a Teenaged Middle-Aged Misfit.
Some kids dreamed about prom. I dreamed of escape.
I judged people for this. Then I became one of them.
This is how you end up in a dumpster over a coffee maker.
I spent decades convinced I was "born to be fat". This counterintuitive approach set me free.
Things are finally improving. I don't trust it.
People don't like it when you tell the truth about them.
We're not okay, but we're used to it.
The things that take you back can also take you down.
Money isn't what made him Iron Man.
Some kids dreamed about prom. I dreamed of escape.
I judged people for this. Then I became one of them.
You don't lose family for no reason. You lose them when you start telling the truth.
This is how you end up in a dumpster over a coffee maker.
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