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Testes?  Testes?

In all seriousness, though.  I’ve been hiding in the evil, anti-literary depths of Tumblr for far too long.  Expect to see a posting frequency that embodies the speed of manic depression (as in… WHENEVER THE FUCK I WANT), love me or hate me for it, this is what I do.  Tumblr couldn’t handle that about me.  It was either “post something new (albeit useless) every five minutes for all to see,” or go completely unnoticed.  I’ll stick with the latter.  In fact, I am hard at work finishing up my first manuscript of poetry for submissions, so adieu, my worthless attempt at pseudo-blogging and hello, real wwworld!  <— See what I did there?  (I know, I’m killing myself with my own blunt-force wit.)

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One Response to 1…2…3…

  1. Feminist Rag says:

    “the speed of manic depression (as in… WHENEVER THE FUCK I WANT)” — LOL, love this!

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