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Fort Shame

This mustache is a scarlet letter. Except, instead of scarlet it’s black. Instead of an A, it’s an I on its side. I on my side for a month.

Sorry, jade. Sorry African violet. I won’t be drawing the curtains. You’re sentenced to wilt with me.

Why does the bathroom have to be so far?

Brett came over last night to get his PS3 controller. He was so loud and fucking upbeat I told him to take the whole system. Sell it. Sell it all.

I stroke my mustache until I fall asleep. It’s the only stroking that feels good.

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Title by: ion lion
Story by: Nick

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