The blind reasons keep coming at me like baby pigs swaddled in cut rate cologne and shot from a giant slingshot. The squealing and odor is unbearable—filth masked with every intention of smelling good but of course overdone. I want to ask you when the last time was you caught one of these baby pigs and took it in as your own? When was the last time anything smelled that good/bad to you? When was the last time you believed in anything?
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i load the suckers into my own slingshot and send them back wherever they came from.
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writing is SO EASY
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