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Friday, February 6, 2009

true.


- Why do we feel it’s necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?
- I don’t know. That’s a good question.
- That’s when you know you’ve found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.
at 1:32 AM
Labels: pulp fiction

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Matt said...

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February 6, 2009 at 10:59 PM

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