a Clown Slam: the slutty Christmas clown concerned with rent prices
The position in which you are structurally dependent on surrendering the entirety of your scheme, and all the various information edges embodied in it, each time you want to add someone to your team is a bad position to be in.
Alex burrowed into my cold, bright grave, nestled in tight.
That night she found me on Facebook.
The written word, music, visual arts. These, if done well, are the unconscious sneaking past the curtain. Using language to self-implode Logic. Some real Matrix shit.
In the black screen, I watched M undress me slowly.
I wanted to cry.
We're given breath, also the mystery of life.
If I tell you what’s in the bag, will you let me continue to play dumb?
Midway through our relationship, he had told me that whenever we had sex, he needed to think of other girls in order to stay hard. He told me everyone did it
One night Evan and I got so drunk on grape liquor that we started making out in the shower
I consider asking Richard if he’ll piss on my book but I’m still too shy.
Played a socialite who leaves her abusive husband to run off with an outlaw, themes
There areThree parts to any start. A Triptych. Trust me.
Skaters are like theater kids with better outfits.
I want my gentlemen taken care of, kids nonexistent, my money on the table and it’s black on first spin.
An aggressive Doberman knocked Cindy up weeks later.
Affection follows episodes of abuse
The secret is getting almost too in the weeds. The secret is Bujalski-maxxing.
But by then I was dry heaving on some dark back road.
