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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One liners, much?
By Huda, at 9:52 PM
and i thought you liked girls with short hair... gwah! shit! darn! happy birthday! belated that is... sorry!
By clamshell, at 4:59 AM
hahahaha. can't help it. sometimes a sentence just says it all.
oh i still do, clement. she has that accent. gorgeous stuff.
By Trent Fellah, at 10:51 PM
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