April 2012
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John Lennon had Yoko Ono. Andy Warhol had Edie Sedgwick. Carly Simon had… well, a bunch ofjerkoffs who sound eerily similar to someone I’d be attracted to — and this, my friend, is where you come in. Over the last year, I’ve relied on my consistently turbulent emotional state to fuel my writing. This worked surprisingly well and for longer than anyone could’ve predicted — who knew that rejection,...
