she stares at the ceiling, restless... masterbation will do no good at this moment- it's impossible to relax. What to do when ones mind wonders onto times and places better left forgotten. What to do when questions of love or lust arise. Who to turn to when love just isn't enough and friends seem few and far between. What kind of life is it when
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Yes, I am thouroughly resisting shooting you for saying you miss Marquette. Do you know how frickin cold it is there? It's 20 here today if that gives you any clue.
Yes, mid-terms suck the left testicle of a chimpanzee. Or possibly an orangutan.
While you may have painted the ugliest thing in history, just remember, no-one has handed me a brush and canvas yet. When that happens, your painting will lose that title.
I'm going to a Red Wings game next week, so there. I win.
Have fun in balogna or salami or turkey or wherever you have to catch the train. I always was a fan of luncheon meat.
~Justin
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