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"There will always be something to ruin our lives, it all depends on what or which finds us first. We are always ripe and ready to be taken." Charles Bukowski


I think, it'll get me. Crawl onto my chest and say, Hey Pretty Girl let's just talk for a little while. I'll give in and from my chest he'll tie the knots in my hair and I'll never get them out. He laughs. Now, you'll love me forever.




One bit, two bit, three bit, I bit your whole face off. Sorry.