By: Chelsey Johnson
“Yesterday. Good old yesterday.”
In seventh grade, I flung myself into the social machine.
An ongoing chronicle of growing into queer adulthood.
The horses developed complex social networks, animosities and affections.
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VI ÄR BÄST!
The platypus and the echidna: reclusive, ornate, mysterious monotremes!
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