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ADEQUITE by LINDSEY MORGAN LOHAN
He Died and I CRIED – no I swear that I did Many tears down my face like a litle tiny kid Warm and Wet they were like a facial from Wilmer And I wished Robert was there so he’d say ROLL ‘EM! FILM HER! But then I remembered that he was dead and that’s…
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Thank You for Smoking
The first time I smoked a cigarette, I was sardined with six other middle-school aged girls in a shower of my boarding school dorm. The logic was that if Matron caught us lighting up we would hastily strip down, turn on the faucet, and pretend that we were just casually showering together in the middle…