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if holden caulfield is real and is living, if he chanced upon me, he'd beat the shit out of me and kill me with his bare fists. i am a fake. i love everything and anything anglo, thinks and act like i'm anglo when i'm actually not. i worship another race because i think my own race is incompetent and impotent when i might actually be more incompetent and impotent than they are. which makes me, as holden caulfield would have put it, a phony. a first-class, gold-plated, honey-brazen phony.
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- wait a minute, girl, why you tripping like that?
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- finally, i've mustered enough motivation to blog w...
- a new year would mean a new blogskin.on another no...
- norman reedus:
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- "I'm looking at you through the glassDon't know ho...
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