1170 8 3
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117096
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People suck. They suck you down, and if you're not careful, they'll ruin you.
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117032
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That black hole isn't really a hole.
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117000
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"Holy shit. Holy shit holy shit holy shit..."
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117066
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some days are
minotaur shit on your tongue/
smokestacks dumping acid rain on your already thinning hair
your eyelashes pinned in upside down, backward/you give wrong shaving directions to the mirror
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11701712
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Some nights now I sit at my window
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117083
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First of all, there was no snow. I seem to remember that. And there was no Christmas tree in the house.
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117051
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Some things are meant to be repeated
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117000
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Not every day a battle is won.
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117031
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I went to a drum circle next night under the full moon in May, scotch broom and lilacs blooming. One does not inhale such aphrodisiacs without losing one’s balance. There were children of druids and pagans and stregas from lands over the sea, lands beyo
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117034
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They were just boys, the Nazis I mean, young in their twenties, not much older than my brother Cyril.
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117072
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Can't cope.
Got no hope.
Got no dope.
Call the Pope.
Get the rope.
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1170105
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moonbeams unrecognized language
steadies my course
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11692112
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He would not take Prozac and talked Jesus to her as if from a bucket.
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116942
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He returned to America on the Fourth of July. Twisting in his cramped window seat miles above the Atlantic, he buckled up before the descent. “You can handle this,” he muttered. Hungover, still reeling from the dreamy head-turning experience of…
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1169129
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How could a leaf be an accident?
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1169116
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A pinprick breaks the black/
and pins the spin of constellations/
around its still point.
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116940
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Gyan Ban Thoughts - This post is about aspiring models.Scores of these dreams get killed everyday under the arc lights. Exploitation is rampant and millions of cases go unreported.This story is of one such incident.
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116977
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We are/no more than heartbeats on repeat.
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116900
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Mayumi and her friends arrived at the beach. The sun was near setting for the night, and a few stars began an early peek in the twilit sky.
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116942
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i saw a sign and it read A PERSON THAT IS MEAN TO THE WAITER IS A MEAN PERSON i thought of you with your high cheekbones, the sense of entitlement unparalleled, the superiority complex that hid much you had a gig and it had probably…
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116932
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Does life have an expiration date Alice asked herself? One must be careful when trying to deal with a broken person; you might cut yourself on their shattered pieces. Life can be like an arrow penetrating your heart. Hard and painful to pull it out, yet i
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116973
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A bawdy secretary languishes behind the farmer, translating the squealing gray matter and scratching her rectangular nose obsessively.
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116910
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I could feel the old house skulking in the shadows. In the basement I used to play in the dark, shine a flashlight on the angular black widows creeping in the corners, feed them ants and silverfish and flies with the wings pulled off so the web wouldn’
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116972
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It’s not just the mailman. It’s the logo on the mailbox down the street. It’s the uniform. It’s any man or woman in the whole unsettling profession.
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116953
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“There’s no real freedom in this world. But a car and the open road is close enough for government work.”
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116963
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It is not unusual to see Göttwigg with his shirt on inside out.
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11691817
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They meant no harm when they flooded farms in its swirls and eddies
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116933
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You were sitting on dark leather meringue, wearing slit ivy, epilated thighs sliding through, roots showing beneath your anaemic skin, fighting with the pale bluegreen of your veins. Quills extended from your left hand, bent about 10.2 degrees or so.
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11692110
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The fly comes in against my will/
and hers. She would prefer/
the wider world with its piles of shit
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