the never-ending search for the soft spot
She stayed. Apparently she later spilled that she was trying to retrieve the piece of her husband's head that got blown off. Not that I don't entirely disagree with Dustin... errr, Lenny. Most don't stay, that's how your life gets narrowed down to the ones that matter, or at least the ones that want to convince you they do. Unfortunately, no matter what they do to you in the end, these are the same ones whose pieces of brain you may end up crawling after when it's stuck on the back of a convertible. Most of the time it's just better when they leave before you're left to pick up body parts, or to wonder how good a fuck Marilyn Monroe was compared to you.
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