The broken chair essays are not actually essays, which means you've been lied to once before we've even started. This is a collection of ideas acted upon, stories that can be as true as you want them to be. These characters might be fictional, but they are my heroes. They are funny and they are sad, and they are who I want to be when I grow up. They are scared and lonely, heartbroken and last picked. They are a little bit like everyone I've ever met, and are all completely original.
This is the place where we document our first boy/girl parties, the ones where we tasted spiked lemonade, and spent a little too long wondering how to make the bottle land on her. This is the place where we wake up on lawns and fall asleep in bus stops. A place to overdream and underacheive. A place to go when everything else needs to be done, but you don't want to do it. This is the soundtrack for the life you haven't lived yet.
Whatever the fuck that means.
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