tight-roped

The tightrope between the cliffs of childhood and adulthood...I'm old enough and young enough. I'm too old and too young. I get marshmallow on my face when we make smores; when drunk I spill beer on my legs. Some nights I sleep with a stuffed animal in my bed; some nights I fuck him in it. I'm engaged to be married; I haven't yet left home.
~ Sunday, February 5 ~
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“ Even if some forms of partiality are inevitable, journalists betray their calling when they simply ignore self-evident truths about a story.
— The Media’s Blinders on Abortion | NYTimes.com

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