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Random thoughts Sometimes she was a man. Sometimes she was a woman. Sometimes her hair flowed down her back. Other times, she lacked it completely. Today, she stood in front of the mirror and decided she wanted to be beautiful. Sitting in front of a man she had just met, he asked for her name. Quickly scanning his mind, she replied, Rachel. He smiled. What a lovely name.Random thoughts by ~deliciouslygrotesque
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Cherry Chapstick. Check. Cellphone. Check. Keys. Check. My mental list was recited every time I left my room, and every time I came back. The only difference was that when I came back, I named them in my head as I put them in their corresponding place. This day had been an interesting on
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America... just a nation of two hundred million used car salesmen with all the money we need to buy guns and no qualms about killing anybody else in the world who tries to make us uncomfortable.
- Hunter S. Thompson
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~all of my blind ambition left me deaf with perfect vision~
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