Before I knew it, I had an abundance of debt. An overwhelming, unrealistic amount of debt. A debt that had enough 0’s it seemed to belong to Oprah. But it was all mine.
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At work I am a person without wants, needs, desires, hobbies, interests, loved ones, weekends. At work I […]
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“It won’t go in.” I’m sitting on the toilet in the bathroom, my boyfriend is standing just outside […]
If sheets could speak, would they spill the secrets between them? The intimacy, secrecy of late night thoughts. […]
The worst job I’ve ever endured was not necessarily horrible because of the job itself, but due to […]
I shouldn’t be at work. I’m sitting here, working in red and black, and I feel my whiteness […]
America… Home of the brave, land of the free and country of the broke, hard working, underpaid, stressed […]
