Brianne Hogan

I’ve decided that I no longer want to depend on an exchange of cultural consumption or “comparing lives” currency in order to feel good about myself.

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Real Names: Heather Cocks and Jessica Morgan

I've cried on subways from Toronto to New York. I cried bombing an interview, going to a party that I didn’t want or because my sweater was itchy.

The turkey was rubbery. The mac ‘n cheese was cold. But somehow the meal was delightful.

Dry humping my pillow and imagining it was David Duchovny seemed a much hotter alternative than doing the real thing.

For a long time, romantic love was an esoteric thing to me that I assumed would occur eventually, like taxes and having your clothes dry-cleaned.

The chin hairs were the first hint of my impending senior discounts and early-bird dinners.

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