Tag: Dance
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Losing My Stand-Up Virginity
I attended my first ever stand-up comedy show with my boyfriend last week. As a self-proclaimed empath, the probability that I’d have to sit through watching at least one or a handful of comedians bomb made me uncomfortable to the say the least. The same kind of uncomfortable that overcame me during a middle school…
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Monte Verde
Let’s race like our Spy Kids days through the wasted masses Tequila threatens my insides as the bass collapses Our family’s far behind us We’re dancing in a cloud Marlboro smoke and gold confetti Am I thinking out loud? Weaving past stumbling bodies My insides are crawling out Outside the celestial labyrinth tequila…