"I know at least one young mind I’ll keep inspiring."
"
‘Do I sound crazy?’
‘You sound like Ram Dass.’
""Breakfast, around noon. The components of coffee decorate a medium sized table in a modest but tasteful kitchen. All adults have their noses in newspapers, electronic or otherwise, even the doctor’s questionably frivolous girlfriend. The air is heavy, the pages languid.
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[low, muddled, stupid] I’m cold.
[screeching, highly pitched] That’s because you aren’t wearing any skin!"
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[low, muddled, stupid] I’m cold.
[screeching, highly pitched] That’s because you aren’t wearing any skin!"
— lol
"
‘Wait let me guess how old you are.’
‘Alright!’
‘13?’
‘Nooo.’
‘14!’
‘Nooo.’
‘16?’
‘Nooo.’
‘…19?’
‘Noo, not 19.’
‘…20?’
‘No, not 20.’
‘21?’
‘Nooo.’
‘40.’
‘Noo, I’m 23!’
‘Oooooh!’
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‘How old am I?’
‘50.’
‘NOO!’
"I’ve been listening to Rammstein since you were seven. Am I not the guy for you."
“I’m thinking of starting a blog called ‘Things Which Are Suddenly Curious Because I am Intoxicated’” she almost posted at 6pm on a Wednesday.
Most people don’t want to be fascinating. And here we see self-preservation becomes the greatest existential tragedy.
"‘I like getting ready, it’s important to me.’"
