Your Idea by Teresa Preziosi

I stare at my therapist.  Big difference.  A few months ago I had trouble looking her in the eye.  Now I watch her struggling to maintain composure.  Act all professional and shit.  And I know I look like shit.  I was just in the restroom; saw those little black bags under my eyes like I...

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