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"Living Like A Hitman"
Finally, TLC's reign of terror is over.
Naw, I don't have time for you. But at least my mom's leaving her bastard of a husband.
And you wonder why I don't trust you?
Are you fucking kidding me?
I love love love love love the towelhead Nazi playing card sets. I want one.
Kingpin is white?
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It's all in vain, nigga. All in vain.
I fucking hate it when people feel they have the right to chastize me for trivial things, like my personal taste in music. The truth of the matter is that I've studied more about most all aspects of music than most people will even begin to consider in their lifetime. And I know more about music than most of you. So when you fucking assholes come around and bitch at me because I say 'I hate Shakira," or "Mozart opera is pop crap," don't fucking even begin to presume that you have the slightest idea why, because you probably don't.
I love the Eels.
Six hours a day, six days a week, three weeks going and I'm not even a principle. Patrick, sometimes you overdo it, just a tad. By the by, my answer is " Sure. "
I should have been sleeping five hours ago.
Whoops, I missed your call? Probably wasn't worth your time, anyway.
Please continue to take me for granted. I just fucking love that.
"You do whatever you please, and I'll do whatever I can."
Hey, I may be a total waste of exitance, but I can sure draw an excellent Trogdor.
----" Reach for the stars... achieve Burnination."
Ah, hell , I don't even blame him for not wanting me to go. If I were me, I wouldn't want me around either.
Maybe we do need a month. Maybe I do.
Boofuckinghoo, I'm tired. I can't stop hating myself, Greg won't go down on me, no one listens to my screams at night.
I have cried wolf all these years, haven't I?
Hey, I smell bad? Check yo' self before you wreck yo' self, buttercup.
Bunny bunny bunny bunny bunny bunny bunny bunny bunny bunny bunny bunny bunny bunny bunny bunny bunny bunny bunny.
Lie bumps.
Fake children. (Existance impaired.)
Lost love.
Firelight.
Hey, so that flames don't burn anymore. He always said that passion would fade. I never believed it, but it's come with a vengeance, and the fact of the matter is that I don't really care all that much.
"Bus Stop Boxer"
Most nights I pray to wake alive the next day, to not want to lay down in a street and die nearly every waking moment. To continue to struggle keeps a body busy. Why?
Because he loves me. Because She's beautiful. Because they've starved for too long and if I give her half my allowance it's my fucking loss. Because he hit me. I wasn't a happy child. I fucking hate myself and want to die.
Fuck off.
---- "No, you little bastard, " he says, pulling out a huge wad of fifties that I ached to touch, " your mom was a whore."
The only thought in my head at that moment in time was this. "If I hit him in the head hard enough, can I make it out with those fifites before anybody calls the cops?"
" Leite mich, in deiner Wahr heit. "
I feel like that guy in that Stanley Donwood story where he masturbates and cries and urinates and bleeds into separate jars, and makes spices out of the fluids, opens a big restaurant with the foods made from the spices, and gets rich and isn't able to cry or jerk off or anything because he's all fucked up and discombobulated (ten points) and eventually he goes nuts and slits his wrists and they have a big banquet for his funeral.
MTV makes me wanna smoke crack
Fall out of the window and I'm never comin' back
MTV makes me wanna get high
Can't get a ride no matter how I try
And everything's perfect and everything's bright
And everyone's perky and everyone's uptight
I love those videos I watch 'em all day
Hey! Alright.. MTV.. whoa! Makes me wanna smoke crack
Fly out the window
And I'm never comin' back
MTV makes me wanna get high.. as the moon
Like a rubber balloon Aw, get that squeegee!
Everything's wonderful Everything's grand
Everything's swingin' All across the land..
You know it!
Bust out the biscuits
Strike up the band
Play those videos every woman and man
Cuz.. MTV.. Whoah, makes me wanna smoke crack..
Hey!
Fly out the window And I'm never comin' back.. oh..
MTV makes me wanna get high as a kite
Gettin' all uptight Fake it till you make it
Right about now
Steppin' into a cold ass fashion
I work down at the video store
Makin' some change
With a sparkle in my step
And a smile on my face
Condominiums risin' above
And those videos are better than love
Yeah! MTV.. one! MTV.. check!
MTV makes me wanna smoke crack...
Someday he may change, and I won't have to look over my shoulder anymore.
I try to talk but all I get's a fucking busy signal.
I think we're about done here.
Would you love me if I could take three cocks at once?
