I don’t know how much of the evil in the world I should blame myself for. Blame leads to shame, which is a non-doing state of mind.
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Down in the cellar with their hands over their ears. What would that sound like? Deaf for life.
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She looked like a baby in a David Cronenberg movie. FULL STORY
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The kid inside me lives on. She sees me in my undead state; she wants to star in a zombie film. FULL STORY
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Some adults are in intimate relationships. They are just really damn good at intimacy. The rest of us go at it like Pigpen in Peanuts. That’s how we love.
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made of the classes at her academy, country club summers, saddle shoes, shaved legs made of elite institutions, air-conditioned museums…
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Your iPhone pocket-called me the other day.
You were walking. I could hear your legs moving.
I was in your pants, after all, with the phone.
Crazy Horse was a mighty warrior and an honorable chief. But the white men tricked him and ran a bayonet through his side.
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Your crime has brought shame to your world. This is what you do to buy back your honor. Honor, more precious than life? I don’t think so.
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If he starts telling you to do things, especially if these things are destructive to you or others, get a second opinion.
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Running around the desert blowing up oil fields and killing children and whatnot. The five soldiers deem this unproductive behavior.
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I must have been in some kind of American blackout. A moment of freedom. I didn’t mean to hurt anyone.
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