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Fuck.
There is that sound again.
The sound of millions of screams inflicting agony.
I know that sound. That note.
It has been dacades.
And here was a guy a mere two houses down, in the front yard, enduring that sound like dragonfire as she bumped noses with him.
I saw his life die in his eyes.
Hope fell away as easily as his scorched flesh.
Should I give her my exes phone number so they can exchange notes?
Friday
Saturday
Friday
Marshmallow
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If there's one thing in this life I've nailed, i'ts sleep.
Imagine the biggest bed with countless pillows and blankets. During the summer, sure, you'll catch me because the twin industrial fans are on. But during the winter it gets more complex. Wendy once thought I was in the Marshmallow until I came home from work.
Look for chilled waterbottles on the nightstand.
If there's one thing in this life I've nailed, i'ts sleep.
Imagine the biggest bed with countless pillows and blankets. During the summer, sure, you'll catch me because the twin industrial fans are on. But during the winter it gets more complex. Wendy once thought I was in the Marshmallow until I came home from work.
Look for chilled waterbottles on the nightstand.
Monday
Kintsugi
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"What is wrong with my eye?" I ask. "Is it cancer?"
"I think you got soap in it" Wendy replies.
"We will have to postpone the heist," I conclude.
"Wait," she says. "You were serious about that?"
"Um yeah," I says. "And I can't carry that thing down the stairs by myself."
"What is wrong with my eye?" I ask. "Is it cancer?"
"I think you got soap in it" Wendy replies.
"We will have to postpone the heist," I conclude.
"Wait," she says. "You were serious about that?"
"Um yeah," I says. "And I can't carry that thing down the stairs by myself."
Friday
Speakaboo
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She has the most beautiful smile I have ever seen.
"I need you and all your employees to melt down your lucite pumps for some non-magetic Allen wrenches and a big-ass hammer."
"Excuse me?" she says.
"MRIs are like a million daollars" I says. "I doubt any of us have insurance."
She contemplastes this.
"Okay I will get busy."
She has the most beautiful smile I have ever seen.
"I need you and all your employees to melt down your lucite pumps for some non-magetic Allen wrenches and a big-ass hammer."
"Excuse me?" she says.
"MRIs are like a million daollars" I says. "I doubt any of us have insurance."
She contemplastes this.
"Okay I will get busy."
Monday
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