Supermarket Sweep is what gets me the closest, catapulting me back to a time when we were alive, together.
In the time since being an active Tumblr user, I’ve seen our cultural standards for what is “desirable” shift so much.
I wonder what roles I would have felt obligated to fill as an adult if Midge, the pregnant Barbie, were instead an astronaut, a divorcée, a bad friend.
On Running Shirtless While Trans
Finding Salvation in Death Cab for Cutie
It’s More Than Just “Two Boys Kissing”
The Coyotes in the HOA
Why Are “Good” College-Application Essays So Awful to Read?
A Final Kampai for Angel’s Share, My Favorite Bar in New York
What kind of story would you like to write?
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