Rae Landry

I like goats, whiskey, the abyss, and muffaletas.

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Rae Landry

Don’t Tell Me That It’s Time To Move On

Telling someone to let go of whatever is bothering them is like telling someone with anxiety to just relax or telling someone who’s angry to calm down. It’s frustrating, pointless, cliched.

You’re No Longer Here, But Somehow You’re Everywhere

We walked together for a decade. There’s not a lot of ground we have not touched. The city glows with our footsteps.

Fuck Forgiveness, I Just Want To Be Mad For A While

You hurt me, hand over fist, time after time, and I’m the one that has to say it’s okay? Um, bye, Felicia.

To The Boy Who Said ‘I Love You’—Please Don’t

They’re not just words, they’re not an anchor you attach to someone’s leg, they’re not an ego boost.