Draped my black coat over the fast noise and names.
Best Manuscript titles: Cocktails with Hitler, Granny's Taco Needs a Drink and Other Children's Stories, and the Pulitzer prize-winner: Breakfast With A Wet Gun.
A lapdance in Starbucks, or just Starbucks.
Hot chocolate in Kitty O'Shea's. A gay couch. No I am Not a wet dream.
Sean you were my best accomplice. You're going to burn in hell.
In the French Gardens, Lips and I watched the servants interrupt the chandeliers.
My valentine with the breakfast guy, who likes to be peed on. For REALs.
Limon has secrets in her rainblack hair. Behave!
Moleface ruins my coffee but hands me his card.
In the bathroom I meet the mouth for later. Later the snow falls on our dream.
I defend the Eyepatch. The Eyepatch and I eat our miseries and then flee.
I text the leathergod, and he says Miguel.
Justice keeps her in line, good morning bitch. Did you sleep well? Good girl.
The books I wanted were already stolen.
If you tell anyone I'll deny it completely.
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