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HEY!
September 23, 2007

Actually, it was a date! Turns out she broke up with her boyfriend cause he moved to Texas for college.

TALK ABOUT FUCKING WINDFALL!

Yours Truly,
CRUSH (Who just had the best day of his life)

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Well. . . shit.
September 23, 2007

Thought that I had a date today. Very pretty girl, wants to get to know me, who's also interested in spirituality as opposed to conventional religious ideas. . . my luck had to have been turning around for the best, right?

Ah. . . nope. Turns out that she's one of my Junior High school friend's girlfriend. Fuck-ing-A.

Sunnova'bitch.
I fucking swear.

CRUSH


"Turn In, Again, Again" (Lyric to accompany "Confidence John")
September 19, 2007

Do you know the nights I've spent?
Caressing my shoulders, face down in bed with my mouth in the pillow.
My significant other, she never is.
Dreams of a strained love gone great, thoughts of tomorrow make me ache for a break,
Or anything equal.

Here touch my hand - but not the right one.
I'm ashamed
I am no lefty - but the other is dirty.
Trust me when I warn that you're better off unknowing.
Here in my room I'm free to beat myself off,
like I'm used to.
Treat myself to
good times as long as I
don't think on it or of it.

Happiness in a bottle, no one to hold my stress against.
Here the trouble is mine and the seconds, too.
Before the sleep and before I'm done,
I'll quit my plan and redemption's won.


On Music - Morrissey/Smiths pt. I
September 19, 2007

Here's a compilation of the best (and commonly overlooked) tracks from my three favorite artists.

Morrissey:

Break Up The Family - (From the album "Viva Hate")

Lucky Lisp - (From the album "Bona Drag"

There's a Place in Hell For Me and My Friends - (From the album "Kill Uncle")

I Know It's Gonna Happen Someday - (From the album "Your Arsenal")

Do Your Best and Don't Worry - (From the album "Southpaw Grammar")

Satan Rejected My Soul - (From the album "Maladjusted")

Speedway - (From the album "Vauxhall and I")

Friday Mourning; No One Can Hold a Candle to You (Raymonde cover); Come Back to Camden - (Triple mention from the album "You are the Quarry")

On the Streets I Ran - (From the album "Ringleader of the Tormentors")

Other mentions that are 'must listens' include:

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"Confidence John"
September 19, 2007

(Continued)

"C'mon," he spat, turned for the door behind them, "I hand out the money, I say when you stop. So stop."

"You get so defensive and you're never gonna go anywhere."

He stopped with his hand around the knob. A moment's reflection made him regret the words that exploded from his mouth without a contemplation. He and that feeling were well acquainted; and once again, deep down in his guts, he wished he could manage more than the wry response he knew was on the rise.

"Confidence, John."

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"Confidence John"
September 18, 2007

(continued)

What little lace she wore around her waist wasn't enough to keep his attention. A common story if he chose to share his day-to-day with the people he knew. It was protocol for the girls to continue with their business under any circumstance besides physical threat; undisturbed, automatic vessels. John still felt her eyes track him from his seat to the lightswitch with a deeply rooted curiosity. It was more likely that she shared the opinion that he was strange. But a man has to have a dream.

"Sorry."

John flicked on the overhead light and pressed down the button for the DepSpase generator. The room ignited into a state of overexposure for a couple of seconds. He could barely make out the borderlines of black around her eyelids.

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"Confidence John"
September 17, 2007

The girl was delicious. He honestly could have eaten her. The fine translucent hairs that covered her bronzed behind stood on end. They caught the perfect amount of simulated moonlight from the boxed in room's generator. She took her fingers and ran them playfully between her legs. She pressed them against his lips so that he'd know the scent and slip of her own. It was her way of teasing him - no, not hers. It was the way he'd written it down on paper. His ultimate fantasy in motion only a few inches out of his reach; a beautiful girl gyrating methodically, a silent ruckus to rouse his voyeuristic nature.

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