You walk up the steps, uncomfortably because of the dress shoes you never wear and the shirt you never tuck in. You don’t know how these things go, though. You hope your deodorant is worki- fuck. You just remembered you got the deodorant without the anti-perspirant. You try to keep your arms down at your side as much as possible. You see lots of faces, some you remember, lots you do not. You hope that the 2 Altoids you popped in the car will cover up the cigarettes they followed. You know they won’t, though. These are good people, they don’t smoke. Right? Can these people smoke? Probably not. They’ll see through your plan, down to your browning lungs and yellowing teeth. You are, perhaps, their vision of Satan himself. You spot your friend, you’re not entirely happy with them at this point. You are even second guessing why you’re friends with them in the first place. They recognize your discomfort and you both walk ahead of everyone else and sit down. You ironically pray that this will become easier with time.
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My name is Evan. I am currently 23, take one class at community college and am a beer manager at a local liquor store. I live with my girlfriend of about 2 years in the basement of one of my childhood friends because rent is so expensive in our overrated American city. I have pretty bad depression and anxiety, which I combat with writing these pieces. I also make music, and that website can be found somewhere, conveniently I hope. I’m not especially proud of working in the local liquor store, and I hope to someday be an actual writer, but I really don’t like school or the idea of being in debt for things I could do for free - or next to it. If I had to pick some favorite things it’d be: my girlfriend, punk rock, candy, cars that I have deemed ‘cool,’ being outside, black clothing, and dogs; I lie about the dogs though, and that’s a really long story. I am genuinely thankful for anyone who takes the time to interact with my writing, so thanks for being here. In an age where a drunken ape can easily post his or her life story, I commend you for being on this website View all posts by Evan