I want something else. I’m not even sure what to call it anymore except I know it feels roomy and it’s drenched in sunlight and it’s weightless and I know it’s not cheap. Probably not even real. — Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves Hi again. It’s been a year…

I’m well overdue for some new writing, and to my own surprise, I’m at a place where I feel miles away from some of the words I once proudly shared on here. For a long time I was very “me” about putting whatever, whenever, on the internet. People often applaud(ed)…

The truth is like a lion. You don’t have to defend it. Let it loose. It will defend itself. I barely even care to finish this anymore. But I’m sure she’s back on her bullshit, and there are likely more broken, innocent girls who will fall for her trap. I’m…

in high school and college, my favorite band was Brand New. i mean, they will forever be my favorite band, and my “degausser”-inspired tattoo on my arm proves that. but that was a way different time in my life. i’m 26 now, with new trauma, new pain, new feelings, new…

The anniversary of the day I tried to kill myself is right around the corner. Over twenty pages and a dozen versions later, I’m still trying to put to bed this screaming child of a story. It’s been one year since I lost everything, or so it felt. I…

Tonight, it’s a crisp 70 degrees in July on the corner of Perry and Hudson. The air is still and silent; only a faint summer breeze could complete the broody, candlelit scene unfolding on our fifth floor fire escape. The clock reads half past three. It’s been a few hours…

@cheynesaw The following excerpts are texts from a late night conversation between two historically sad people. it’s normal. it will go away. it won’t be like a light switching off, but it will get dimmer. you just have to keep going. you can’t stop progressing just because something didn’t work…

Earlier today, I finally snapped at an engineer at my company after months of passing remarks and probing questions from coworkers about my lifestyle and work schedule. “Seriously, dude, I cannot handle one more person talking to me about my schedule. Sorry, you were just the last straw.” I want…

About 18 months ago, I wrote a post on Medium that ended up making the front page of Hacker News. In the post, I detail my life before and after dropping out of McGill engineering. It’s probably the most honest thing I’ve ever written, and I’m touched and humbled that…