Feb
7
Sadcore
I meet a friend for dinner. He asks, “How do you feel about Lana Del Rey?”
I am wakened by a ping at 2 a.m. A friend asks, in a text message, “LDR?”
I go to work: LDR.
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My mother called me, and before hanging up, she asked me who Lana Del Rey was. This was the worst day of my life.
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