Elmo has mail.

Published on October 17, 2004 By propagandhi In Philosophy

So when I call my man. My heart beats faster, but not out of some incredible passion. It's because I know how uneasy he is. How much he'll never know how to love me the way I want him to. The way I deserve something better, but have never succeceeded in finding better.
Men are so fucking retarded, and only if I was attracted to Vagina, i could let them go.
Fucker, I guess I have to be there to put him in control.
Are you sure your fat dad won't break the fire escape.
On the corner.
On the fucking corner.

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