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You will hate this.

This is where I store scraps of conversations that I have with people in New York City. Because I sorta hate myself, most of these conversations are with or about girls. Most scenes take place in bars or beds.

I warned you.

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Feel It

  • [Sleep. Almost.]
  • Her: What is it you want?
  • Me: Like everyone else, to feel something.
  • Her: Really? I don't want to feel anything.