Injektil07: what kind of job are you looking for?
Boldfaced Y: one that will pay me to work evenings or weekends or a limited number of weekdays
Injektil07: thats not very specific
Boldfaced Y: it's ruling a lot out
Injektil07: right
Injektil07: i'm pretty sure prostitution fits thouse requirements
Mirus Nova Res: fine, let me come out
Mirus Nova Res: i am a lesbian.
Mirus Nova Res: ok good, now that that's done with
Meg: I want pie
Victoria: you want a lobotomy is what you want
MK: ..prostitutes across the sea..
Mom: (excited) It's our new musical!
Mom (to Meg): You look like a kid in a movie?
MK: …what movie?
Mom: Some movie where the kid kills his family..
Victoria: ..so every time you pick out a pair of shoes, imagine what it would be like to be beaten half to death with them.
(Scrolling past: Counting Crows - This Desert Life - …)
Victoria: They spelled 'dessert' wrong…
Prof. Fortune: (distracted) I had a student come in with lots of hair on her nose and..
well..
..it's distracting, you know?
'Cause I was thinking about the sensation of rubbing the hair on your nose and it's disgusting.
Novice: (overheard talking) …I don't know, maybe my parents just raised me weird, but…
Meg: ..they certainly did..
Leah: Now, now, not everything is the fault of the parents.
I promise nothing; friends will part,
All things must end, as all began,
And truth and singleness of heart
Are mortal even as is man.
When the bells jingle in the tower
The hollow night amid;
Then on my tongue the taste is sour
Of all I ever did.
Others, I am not the first,
Have willed more mischief than they durst;
If in the breathless night I too
Shiver now, 'tis nothing new.
To-day I shall be strong,
No more shall yield to wrong,
Shall squander life no more;
Days lost, I know not how,
I shall redeem them now,
Now shall I keep the vow
I never kept before.
Ensanguining the skies
How heavily it dies
Into the west away;
Past touch and sight and sound
Not further to be found,
How hopeless under ground
Falls the remorseful day.
You will never pray again, never adore again, never again rest in endless trust; you do not permit yourself to stop before any ultimate wisdom, ultimate goodness, ultimate power, while unharnessing your thoughts; you have no perpetual guardian and friend for your seven solitudes; you live without a view of mountains with snow on their peaks and fire in their hearts; ..there is no longer any reason in what happens, no love in what will happen to you; no resting place is open any longer to your heart.
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