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He coughed.
“What?” I asked.
“Nothing. I just coughed.”
“Oh.”
I started tapping against the bench. It was cold. I put my head against the plastic wall. It was filthy, so I took my head off.
“The bus is never going to fucking arrive.”
“Yeah,” he said.
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Hot Sex on a Vintage Couch
Today today
The kid that sits next to me said my full name.
“Julia Louise…”
“That’s my name”
“Leslie.”
We smiled at the same time. It sounded very very nice to me.
Gregory Wore His Tie Today
Gregory woke up this morning. Gregory brushed his teeth. Gregory left his house. Gregory drove to work. Gregory didn’t listen to the radio. Gregory went in the back way. Gregory unlocked the door. Gregory looked in the mirror. Gregory stood up. Gregory made eye contact with the girl in the back a little too long. Gregory thought about his mother. Gregory had a smoke. Gregory killed time. Gregory went out to lunch. Gregory had a smoke. Gregory sneezed. Gregory had a good smile. Gregory left. Gregory’s day was a blur. Gregory listened to the radio. Gregory’s house was empty. Gregory can pay the rent. Gregory watched a dark screen. Gregory really took a good look at himself. Gregory had a drink. Gregory had a cup of coffee. Gregory thought about his family. Gregory had a smoke. Gregory had a smoke. Gregory brushed his teeth. Gregory took a shower. Gregory went to bed.
that's fucking unholy
going to dance in my room to organic music and pretend i’m not 15. today’s just one of those days where i’d rather be naked.
