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25 October 2005


agi t. prop

You can't blame the 51 percent, they want to believe

Crusader AXE of the Lost Causes

Well, I can definitely go along with the lack of interest. I suspect Tiffany was doing her nails about the time we popped up into existence...that's the neat idea of a singularity, she's single.

t durden

we are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of this world.... we are the toxic waste by-product of Tiffani's (with an i, much more agogo) creation.

I've met Tiffani across her long walnut desk with her diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and She asks me, "Why?" Why did I cause so much pain? Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness? Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love? I look at Tif behind her desk, taking notes on a pad, but She's got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. And T says, "No, that's not right." Yeah. Well. Whatever.

You can't teach Tiffani anything.

i am jack's smirking revenge

And then, something happened. I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.

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