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“She’s a handsome woman” has always been a strange thing to say. Her mustache curls perfectly on the ends. Her adam’s apple is tight and moves confidently when she talks. Her short cropped hair stands perfectly as when she gelled it back this morning. She is not handsome.
By Rover URL on 03.09.2014
Boy aren’t you handsome. Sly and grinny. time has no assurance for this handsomeness i do know/. Have you got a light? I know i know, I should quit, smoking sucks out the oxygen from your face and all that. Just one or two in the evening. I wait till then, and boy, goddamn I feel like I’m on the moon. It’s a feeling alright/ The other drugs are too saucy for me, tobacco is nice and smooth, like a friend you don’t mind spending the whole day with/ Trapped in a room with, a cell, or a desert. Can’t find a light most of the time though, with them always running out and such, I don’t ever remember to buy some, but that’s alright, I got friends who got a generous memory, a heaping more than i ever got.
By Daniel Damian URL on 03.09.2014
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