I’m trying not to hate the way the dirt makes faces on the kitchen floor
Lord, take the heart of a woman
And show me where it says that love is blind
Because it watches when you’re sleeping, till you’re snoring
Then she’s creeping down the hallway and away into the night
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Every normal man must be tempted at times to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin to slit throats. - H. L. Mencken
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