On a lighter note
You could always go out and get falling-down drunk with Dr. Pencil and his cronies and dance like a deranged Tamilian dripping with flammable hair oil. That is almost always guaranteed to make you feel better.
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"If you saw Atlas, the giant who holds the world on his shoulders, if you saw that he stood, blood running down his chest, his knees buckling, his arms trembling but still trying to hold the world aloft with the last of his strength, and the greater the effort the heavier the world bore down upon his shoulders—what would you tell him to do?"
"I…don’t know. What…could he do? What would you tell him?"
"To shrug."
Me
"You gotta go crazy to stay sane. You can't find out who you are 'til you know who you ain't."
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And still I think of you
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5 comments:
lol
no, I'd rather talk to my beloved Boston mouse or the other belovedguyfrmjersey.
update us! update us!
*kicking and screaming on carpet*
bloody statistic kahin ki
Look listen, it's not my fault that your wife left you to go to her maika and you have all this free blogging time. Did it ever occur to you that I may not have any light at home? Or internet access? Married losers. I have a monster MBA breathing down my neck and I can barely plan my sister's wedding much less cater to your obsessive blog-reading high-maintenance ass.
In short, sppppthhh!
you know.. you can kiss my married arse you stupid hard studying idjut :p
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