did you really just hit us with a 1240 word single sentence that's (on first look) grammatically correct? OK Faulkner -- let's put down that thick, meaty pen of yours.
You've written 11k words, basically a fifth an whole novel, and now I have to read this. Why? Because you have exposed me (once again).
Reading you always makes me embarrassed. I have no idea who you are or why your writing feels so real, but come on -- "Anthropological curiosity" -- this is too much. I'm just very interested in people -- but now I feel like an alien, trying to figure humanity out through voyeuristic observation lmaoo.
So what I'm trying to say is, if you release a book, I'd read it.
Fucking brilliant. Even just the opening tour of American class signifiers. I imagine it’s disturbing to be as gifted as you are and have no place to put it besides obscure corners of the internet. Sorry.
This is a great story. It is beautifully and compellingly written. I read it in its entirety and even though some of it went against my sensibilities it persuaded me to take out a paid subscription in the near future.
This was an amazing read. I would buy your book
did you really just hit us with a 1240 word single sentence that's (on first look) grammatically correct? OK Faulkner -- let's put down that thick, meaty pen of yours.
You've written 11k words, basically a fifth an whole novel, and now I have to read this. Why? Because you have exposed me (once again).
Reading you always makes me embarrassed. I have no idea who you are or why your writing feels so real, but come on -- "Anthropological curiosity" -- this is too much. I'm just very interested in people -- but now I feel like an alien, trying to figure humanity out through voyeuristic observation lmaoo.
So what I'm trying to say is, if you release a book, I'd read it.
Fucking brilliant. Even just the opening tour of American class signifiers. I imagine it’s disturbing to be as gifted as you are and have no place to put it besides obscure corners of the internet. Sorry.
I read that whole thing up on my farm in the wilds of New Zealand - where I am now.
I have an Egyptian Copt friend back in Florida that goes on about his dad a lot ( who was also in medicine )
Im sending you the light.
Im kind of thinking you smoked a 7 gram rock before writing that…
I hope you find love and happiness…
But also keep writing like this…
You are awesome.
couldn't put this down, really good
You’re just pure talent
I started reading this and I couldn’t stop so I read it all until the end and now I’m here.
Really, really good. --and i'm only into the top fifth of the 3rd paragraph. this will be my Saturday morning read!
This is a great story. It is beautifully and compellingly written. I read it in its entirety and even though some of it went against my sensibilities it persuaded me to take out a paid subscription in the near future.
Epic banger
Happy to see your anti e girl turn
Howdy Pedro
Cornish Chicken for dinner tonight.
This kicked me in both my heart and my teeth. Top notch stuff.
Bimbo Übermensch is Charles Bukowski and Nastsha Leonne’s abandoned love child.
“Three phones: one for business, one for the sacred, and one for the profane.”
I’m dying lmao
Whoa