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emptymouthpiece:
Pole aspirations for the spring...you gotta be nice to what...

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Running right down to some cheap gallery showing wouldn’t do. Meeting Amelia would be easy, if there was chemistry already great, I’d supply the grease for that, if not, okay, there’s always a way in if you know where to dig. I got to digging, I went to where her old work was still showing to get a few samples of the...
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Wales? Fucking Wales? What next, grandma's house? It's fucking Wales, who has a fucking beef with Wales besides long dead tribes and guys who got tired of drilling with longbows?

We drove back into the city, jobless and a week away from overdue rent and bills. If anyone was still around who knew us back then, if they saw this place, they wouldn’t believe it. I’m not just talking about the cars and the cash and the out of this world art though, we collected and cultivated ourselves and each other over the...
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Watch a seal fuck a penguin to death and then talk to me about the real ambivalence of the universe.

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What have we done to each other?

The school year had just started and you showed up out of the blue and managed to worm your way into the loser’s circle within a week. I hated your guts for that, I really did, I never told you that but I did, at first. It took me a whole summer of listening to music I...
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Stating despondency on social media is always seen as whiney bullshit. No point in complaining about your lot in life because people will always give you that "the sun will come out tomorrow" bullshit.

SG is like a dead letter office. I can say that I feel hopelessly trapped by circumstance here and it can pass like a fart in church.

If I moved to...
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