Author: The Last Native
I'm convinced that there is another me out there that is living this life the right way...I'm just stealthing my way through life hoping to run into him, tie him up, hide him away, then I, yes, I can live prosperously. Until then, I'm writing about the misadventures I encounter in the meantime.
The Lost Children of Atlanta and Occasionally Attempting to Forget
End of the World Journals Vol. IV: Some Sh*t to Do, Some Sh*t You Shouldn’t
End of the World Journals Vol. III: Attacked by Owls and Ice Cream
End of the World Journals Vol. II: Chicken Coops and Basketball Hoops
End of the World Journals Vol. I
The Chicken Wars: How To Choose Sides
A Friday “What If”…
Soccer For My Soccer Novice Friends
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