April 1, 2009

All-Time UBER

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I saw her in a bar once, and she looked at me. And it was the exact stare you would imagine from her.
It was full of depth and weight and obnoxious self-empowered but jaded knowledge that you were gonna crush her soul and she was gonna be furious and end up really owning you forever.

I skipped the rest of it and walked the other way.

You don’t recover from this type of girl. Ever. You sorta just linger…. and wait to die.

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