dustek

Just because I'm not saying anything, doesn't mean I don't have something to say. Sometimes I'm extremely introvert - that's because my brain is on overdrive. Thinking. Thinking. Thinking.

There is a scene in episode 10 of HBO's Rome.

Titus Pullo is in love with a slave girl.

And he thinks that she has some affection for him.

He frees her and wants to make her his wife.

When he tells her, she is overcome with gratitude and thanks him profusely.

And for a moment Titus is the happiest man in the world. He...
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This is utterly awesome Let them sing it for you.

Write a message... the program then converts the message into snippets of songs and plays it to you.

Mwahahahahah.

I just found out that I'm officially gay.

Well, fuck me, my girlfriends would say otherwise.

And I don't have any boyfriends to say otherwise.

Sorry, I'm not gay.

I'm a lesbian trapped in the body of a man.

Mwahahaha.

E on the brain. Love broken. Im here, she is somewhere. Which her.

Sometimes you words seem to get to me.

Most times I don't give a damn.

This time I do.

So how exactly do I delete old duplicate messages?

Too many thoughts, too little time, too litte body.

Sitting with a pretty girl. Beautiful even. Listening to jazz. The musicians play. I look at her. And i think of the girl with green eyes. An elf smile. Hair raven black. A mind of diamond. The only girl i could talk to of quarks and circular universes and love. And not about whiskey coke and sex. I dont Need another lover. I Dont Need...
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Too many Suicide Girls, too little attention to give.