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Isaiah Jones versus the Sea (A 21st Century Odyssey) book 2 ICU “You don’t have to be rich to be my girl You don’t have to be cool to rule my world Ain’t no particular sign I’m more compatible with I just want your extra time and your kiss.” -Prince Polly was looking forward to
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Isaiah Jones vs the Sea (A 21st Century Odyssey) Book 2 Chapter: The Butcher of Baton Rouge «В Новом Орлеане есть дом, который называют Восходящим Солнцем, и он погубил многих бедных мальчишек, и, Боже, я знаю, что я один из них». «V Novom Orleane yest’ dom, kotoryy nazyvayut Voskhodyashchim Solntsem, i on pogubil mnogikh bednykh
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Never let the Motherfuckers take your Balls “I may not be a poet of the people, but I have always been a poet for the people.” I feel sorry for all of those poor Bastards out there writing their poems for a bunch of suburban self loathing sycophants w MFA in creative writing courses all over
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TRAMP: Epilogue: Memento Mori “And I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding Right before the Lord All the words are gonna bleed from me And I will sing no more” ‘Seven Nation Army’ -The White Stripes Sunrise, while his host still slept Aaron quietly baptizes his face in cupped hands filled with warm water
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TRAMP Horus and Kira “I want to fuck you like an animal. I want to feel you from the inside!” -Nine Inch Nails Horus and Kira were a salt and pepper couple of infamous pagans. a pair of notorious hedonist into nothing but candy flipping, tripping balls and hardcore sex, whose renown preceded them by
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TRAMP Plastic Bullets and Butterfly Knives “am I hard enough? am I tough enough? am I rich enough? am I just too blind to see?” – Rolling Stones An evening at Levi and Karla’s’ was always a night of drunkenness and chaos. A poor white trash version of ‘Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolfe.’ Aaron mostly
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TRAMP: Maybe it was hubris Maybe it was hubris that made him date her, he thought to himself. His wanting to be certain that she was well fucked after the disastrous first night together. Maybe if he hadn’t blacked out mid-coitus, he wouldn’t have felt somehow obligated to hang out with her and her horny-assed
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TRAMP: Keeping It Real “The greatest gift is a potion of thyself.” -Ralph Waldo Emerson Erika was the image that popped into your mind when you heard the words radical lesbian feminist. She looked like a cliché of a dyke. The type that took women’s studies courses seriously. Memorized the S. C. U. M. Manifesto
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“UNDERCITY: inside The Heroine Chic Second Circle of the Kinderwhores” from the debut novel “Tramp” by poet Joey Cloudy: Tramp chapter: UNDERCITY: inside The Heroine Chic Second Circle of the Kinderwhores Crazy Chrissie decided she was going to sleep with Aaron tonight. They were sitting on the green couch after watching ‘Dazed and Confused’ before
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TRAMP: Pages Stolen from the Diary of Dolores on the dotted line “Missed me, missed, me now you’ve got to kiss me If you kiss me, mister, you must think I’m pretty If you think so, mister, you must want to fuck me If you fuck me, mister, it must mean you love me” -The
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