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Ethan has never been strong. There are times when he wakes up in the morning and looks at Sam and thinks, for him, I've got to be strong. But before the day is over he's calling Johnny or begging for money or asking to go out to dinner, and none of that is so bad, it's not too miserable for a child, only he's not a child. He's nineteen-almost-twenty and he needs to take care of the one he loves or one day they're just both going to fall over and die.
And the librarian vincent wouldn't have managed to survive the invasion of the businessman into his workplace to plug in his novel idea if not for the fact that the man was actually the god Ra who happened to want a library as his personal home base
the only one I know who invents is Lizzy and she's a very nice girl you know nice to all us moons Sergio loved her best before she died, but now she's gone she was smarter than her parents and I guess it's good that she died because if she hadn't she would have gotten her head broken like me and turned just as stupid and that would not do, would it
he never thought he was being controlled, not when he descended, not when he divorced her, not when he sold his body to the doctor who promised him security in return for experimentation. but everyone down there believed they were born to control, and being controlled was left to the weakest among them. he'd always known he was that --- weak.
the ball again, Ethan. When don't you drop it? You never had any fuckin' balls in the first place, haha. That's what they say to him, okay. That's what the pretty sweetheart has to deal with day in and day out, so why is it that no one can let up on him for five seconds? Why doesn't anyone understand?
the problem by finding beautiful Sam and taking Sam into the bedroom and undressing Sam and pressing Sam down on the bed, like usual, pronouns excluded because you're not telling who or what it is and that's how it wants to be treated you know, try handcuffs next time if the problem isn't solved after all
by the thing that was my obsession nearing age fourteen with the boys tied up with womens' hair and in love with each other and purified by fire and I didn't know it still made any sense or held any relevance but it was all there in the words and pictures, my whole life, the men and doctors and pain and sacrifice
endless is the same as infinite which as you know is the way the young man felt in the pickup truck that night with his girl and his boy and he loved both of them and wouldn't it be great if everyone could have two and the endless is well dream and death and the rest of them and they were watching the others though the others didn't know
bars are where it always happens, he walks in and he glides around the tables and pretends he doesn't know anyone is noticing them but they're all looking and he knows it and he gets off on it, later he will, after he's taken someone or something home and gotten them in his bed and knows that they worship him and always will because he'll never speak to them again after this night
she was like a magnet because she'd trip and she'd fall and he'd always rush to catch her even if he didn't get there in time, and she'd look up at him and scowl and he'd say clumsy looks so cute on you and she'd never been more insulted
she didn't mean to attract him or anyone else, it just happened by accident, even when she slept in and wore sweatpants and didn't brush her hair
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