
sometimes, after a traumatic event, after we’ve asked ourselves how it came to be, we begin to ask “why?” Why did this happen to me? We wonder if we deserved our misfortune. In a strange way, it makes the universe seem fair. I sinned, and so was I punished. But there is such a thing as happenstance - cruel, indifferent luck. There is no reason why, there is only the vile thing which disrupted our normal lives. There is only naked ponytail Aram on your dashboard, and the universe does not care.
A lot of times I dislike the male form. I enjoy curves, especially in art. It’s hard for me to draw men, because in a...
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