Dear Sugar
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DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #53: “A Closed-Circuit System”
Is there any group of people on the planet more eagle-eyed than eighth graders? I think not
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DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #51: No Mystery About Sperm
Not a single one of us knows what the future holds.
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DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #50: Strange Proposal
Snakes. Hummingbirds. Perhaps a polar bear.
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DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #48: Write Like a Motherfucker
I want to know what you have inside you. I want to see the contours of your second beating heart.
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DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #47: The Reckoning
Our kids deserve that, don’t they? To be loved shimmeringly? Yes, they do. So let’s get to it.
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DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #46: Beauty and the Beast
Dear Sugar, I’m an average twenty-six-year-old man, exceptional only in that I’m writing to an Internet advice columnist and that I’m incredibly ugly. I don’t hate myself, and I don’t have body dysmorphia. I was born with a rare blood…
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DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #45: Thwack, Thwack, Thwack
Give him a peek at whatever would make you slam the door shut if he walked in and caught you in front of the mirror.
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DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #44: How You Get Unstuck
Dear Sugar, About eighteen months ago, I got pregnant. In a move that surprised both my boyfriend and me, we decided we wanted to keep the baby. Though the pregnancy was unplanned, we were really excited to become parents and…
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DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #43: Unrolling
It’s time to unbind, my innocent little peach. It’s time to evolve.
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DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #42: No is Golden
But as you are surely aware, forgiveness doesn’t mean you let the forgiven stomp all over you once again.