If the desire to write is not accompanied by actual writing,
then the desire is not to write.
- Hugh Prather
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Tuesday, May 16, 2006
No, I won't explain what led to writing this.
I poop only for you, my love. You're what I'm always thinking of. When we fight and curse and hate I confess I end up constipated. I poop only for you, my love. And it's -- all -- first -- rate!
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