This used to be an ice cream place. They had the most amazing salted caramel. It was better than sex. Like good sex.
Catalog
Bruce Miller
I want to tell her that Ofglen is not my friend, that I've exchanged barely fifty words with her in the two months since I got here. I kind of want to tell her that I sincerely believe that Ofglen is a pious little shit with a broomstick up her ass.
But I can't stop thinking about the girl in the horror movie who goes down into the basement when the light is out. The girl who thinks her boyfriend with the perfect hair is just playing a sexy prank.
One-eyed, bat-shit-crazy Janine. What will she give birth to? An Unbaby, with a pinhead or a snout like a dog's or no heart? The chances for a healthy birth are one in five, if you can get pregnant at all.
Now there has to be an us because now there is a them.
Now I’m awake to the world. I was asleep before.
Please, God, I don’t want pain. I don’t want to be a doll, hung on the wall. I want to keep on living. I’ll do anything. Resign my body freely to the uses of others. I’ll sacrifice. I’ll repent. I’ll abdicate. I’ll renounce...
Please, God, I don't want pain. I don't want to be a doll, hung on the wall. I want to keep on living. I'll do anything. Resign my body freely to the uses of others. I'll sacrifice. I'll repent. I'll abdicate. I'll renounce.
You can't change anything about this. It's going to end the same no matter you do what so there's no point trying to be tough or brave. Brave isn't any part of this. Everybody breaks.
Should I just go in the kitchen and cut my dick off?
Now I'm awake to the world. I was asleep before. That's how we let it happen. When they slaughtered Congress, we didn't wake up. When they blamed terrorists and suspended the Constitution, we didn't wake up then either. They said it would be temporary. Nothing changes instantaneously. In a gradually…
Whether this is my end or a new beginning, I have no way of knowing. I have given myself over into the hands of strangers. I have no choice. It can’t be helped. And so I step up, into the darkness within... Or else the light.
What is wrong with you? How can you do this? You’re deranged. You’re... You’re... You’re fucking evil... You are a goddamn motherfucking monster! Fucking heartless, sadistic, motherfucking evil cunt! Fuck you, Serena! You are gonna burn in goddamn motherfucking hell, you crazy, evil bitch!
Boy, look at these outfits. It’s a parade of sluts....Take your hands out of your pocket!
What is wrong with you? How can you do this? You're deranged. You're fucking evil. You know that? You are a goddamn motherfucking monster! Fucking heartless, sadistic, motherfucking evil cunt! Fuck you, Serena! You are gonna burn in goddamn motherfucking hell, you crazy, evil bitch!
You're weak, and God would never let you pass on that weakness.
Whether this is my end or a new beginning, I have no way of knowing. I have given myself over into the hands of strangers. I have no choice. It can't be helped. And so I step up into the darkness within or else the light.