Who do you think you are? Descartes? GO to sleep...
The terrifying prospect of having nothing to say.
I like the way the ink bleeds out of my pen.
Class alienation and objectification.
How can two people exist in the same relationship and disagree on what is, and what should be in between them?
Listening, earnestly doing so can be the most genuine human activity of all. It can also be the most difficult.
Go to sleep man, this is getting old.
I roll over and I feel the warm breath of the girl lying next to me. Its soft and comforted and not worried about anything. I pull myself closer to her. Her heartfelt hand unconsciously finds its home on my wrist. Smooth nose brushes against mine. Soft breasts against firm chest.
Open my eyes to look at her.
No one’s there.
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