March 5th, 2007 at 11:56 pm ()
A True Friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.
Unless they reach for your hand to strap it to the bars of the cage, and then they plunge their hand through your chest and pull out your still-beating heart to offer it to Kali. Then they’re not your True Friend anymore.
Unless they put it right back and say “Just kidding!”
But even then, I’d be a bit wary of them for the rest of my life, if I were you.
Which would be about three minutes. Tops.
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March 2nd, 2007 at 11:54 pm ()
There is a certain pleasure in Madness, and a certain madness to Pleasure.
But they aren’t the same thing, thank goodness!
No matter what you taste when you wake up the next morning, they aren’t the same thing.
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March 1st, 2007 at 11:53 pm ()
Before you hitch on to someone’s advice, sometimes it makes a little sense to take a good critical look at the kind of results they’re getting.
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