International Men’s Day: A Pause, Not a Celebration
The man in the mirror is tired. Not from lifting the world, but from pretending he can. Society loves its men stoic, predictable, and perhap...
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I tell you counselling is ripping me apart. It's like I continuously have to weave all of myself together; I grow in fragments and when ...
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They tell me I must bruise The rose's leaf, Ere I can keep and use Its fragrance brief. They tell me I must break The skylark...
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This is a befitting tribute to all us nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of...
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