Even in my dreams, I don't relate to people.
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Alex Cole
Alexander Cole Jr. (born August 17, 1965) is a former Major League Baseball outfielder. Drafted by the St. Louis Cardinals in the 2nd round of the 1985 MLB amateur draft, Cole would make his Major League debut with the Cleveland Indians on July 27, 1990, and appear in his final game on May 22, 1996. Known as a stolen base threat (Cole ranked fourth in the American League in 1990 with 40 stolen bases despite playing in only 63 games), the Indians in 1991 cited his speed as a prime reason for moving the outfield walls of Cleveland Municipal Stadium back. This effort, however, resulted in the Indians hitting only 22 home runs at home for the year. [1] After being traded from the Indians midway through the 1992 season, Cole briefly played with the Pittsburgh Pirates before becoming a member of the inaugural Colorado Rockies team in 1993. After spending two years with the Minnesota Twins, Cole signed with the Boston Red Sox and spent most of the 1996 season with their AAA squad. His final game was May 22, 1996. Cole spent most of the rest of his baseball career in the independent minor league
At first I felt the same, but sometimes the best idea needs to be a bad idea.
Have you ever hooked up with someone covered in tattoos?…It's a transformative experience. It's like fucking a museum.
Yeah, what kind of world do we live in where we kill the unwanted?
Sometimes you want something so bad, you construct this fantasy that it's all going to work out. And it never does.
People will believe anything the computer tells them, even when it's a lie.
I've just never slept with someone for their personality.
Men don't want nice. They want bitchy and self-obsessed, and they want a challenge.
It's new and it's different and I'm trying to be okay with it, but sometimes I just want to call you and tell you everything and then I remember that I shouldn't.
Do you think our obsession with borders and national identity is holding us back from creating a global egalitarian society or are we, as animals in a world of scarce resources, simply destined for a life of tribal infighting?
As soon as the sun would go down, they'd unlock the doors, and people would come in, go out new faces every night. And I'd wake up to go to the bathroom, and there'd be some naked woman in the hall or two strangers fucking on the couch. After a while, I just couldn't do it, you know? So I waited for…
As soon as the sun would go down, they'd unlock the doors, and people would come in, go out new faces every night. And I'd wake up to go to the bathroom, and there'd be some naked woman in the hall or two strangers fucking on the couch. After a while, I just couldn't do it, you know? So I waited for…