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At This Moment, The Story In His Head Was Perfect. He Also Knew From Experience That It Would Degenerate The Second He Started Typing, Because Such Was The Nature Of Writing.

I Have To Convince Myself That This Is Not A Pointless Life, Even The Body Is Telling Me So.

Although There Are Times I'd Give Anything To Have Her Back, I'm Glad She Went First. Losing Her Was Like Being Cleft Down The Middle. It Was The Moment It All Ended For Me, And I Wouldn't Have Wanted Her To Go Through That.

Although, Pretending Not To Notice Is Almost Worse Than Noticing.

Sometimes I Think If I Had To Choose Between An Ear Of Corn Or Making Love To A Woman, I'd Choose The Corn.