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  • It doesn’t matter what I would tell my teenage self. He was more stubborn than I am now and would never listen to anyone, especially myself. Stewing over regrets is… Read more.

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  • Student Body

                Morgan slumped into the back corner of the campus café, where the hum of chatter and the burnt espresso smell filled the air. She squeezed into the booth, tugging her… Read more.

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  • More Perverted Poetry

    Dreams My head shakes with thoughts of you  Imagined situations pretending to be true  From a vast closed off bank  That only adolescence could penetrate  Every night a new movie… Read more.

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