i cant stand waking up with that feeling in my stomach anymore. tell her the damn truth, shithead.

silly sonia black widow spinning her wicked web, luring the boys with boxes of toys and biting until their lives ebb

there is absolutely nothing better than great sex and coke.

i had a good dream for once. this moment is so momentous that i wrote out the entire dream. i am sure no one will read it, as it is long and requires effort. but it was touching and now i will have a record of it. careful, the ending is sad (surprise, surprise.)

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billwrugbyling: you're sort of like a marshmallow that somebody burned the fuck out of

to steal ben's word,

ossum.

now . . . to drink the pain away temporarily . . . (ain't nothin' like it)

i dont want to start any blasphemous rumors
but i think that god's got a sick sense of humor
and when i die i expect to find him laughing

me? i'm laughing on the inside. hard.

"honey, you are supermodel material, you're beautiful . . . flex for me . . . oh honey we need more like you in texas."

i'm not sure if i'm flattered or made terribly uncomfortable.

a little of column a, a little of column b, let's call it column c.

sometimes i feel like things will be okay.

Dover Beach (Matthew Arnold)

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