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--------------------------------------------------------------------------------   Lloyd: Hey my brother, can I borrow a copy of your "Hey Soul Classics"?   J-Man: No, my brother, you have to go buy your own.     --------------------------------------------------------------------------------   Lloyd: She's gone. She gave me a pen. I gave her my heart, she gave me a pen.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------   Lloyd Dobler: I got a question. If you guys know so much about women, how come you're here at like the Gas 'n' Sip on a Saturday night completely alone drinking beers with no women anywhere?   Joe: By choice, man!   --------------------------------------------------------------------------------   Lloyd Dobler: I'm a dick. You must think I'm a dick.   Diane Court: You're not. Lloyd, we shared the most intimate thing two people can share.   Lloyd Dobler: You shared it with a dick. 
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I was gonna tell someone today i had finally gotten my prison socks but i decided not too because it sounded too much like prison sex and ya thats the last thing i would wanna get... 
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anything?     i still love you, but i don't like you anymore. 
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I told you I was ready to have sex with you today. I wasn't really serious; I just wanted to see what you'd say. 
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silentbob
 
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that's fucked up. 
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I wish that I still had that passion for him that I harboured and hid for so many years, only to lose it when it would finally come in handy. 
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All I ever do anymore is Work.   No time for sex love or music,   Eat work eat sleep (but never enough)   Wake up, walk dogs , drink coffee   Work come home work some more   walk dogs eat sleep (but never enough)   How did it ever come to this?   Thank God for Mortality 
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silentbob
 
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pralines     dont do that anymore. that is seriously a fucked up thing to do to a guy 
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i'm afraid that i'm losing you. i'm holding on so tightly that whatever it is that we have is just going to explode in my face. i can almost feel the remains dripping through my fingers. it smells funny. i keep spraying my perfume in the air (very expensive air freshener). it's better than smelling our decay. i would pray to God for help in the fate of our relationship, but seeing as i only pray to him out of selfishness lately, i figure it would just fall on deaf ears. i can't do this anymore. but i always do it again and again. one of my male friends told me recently that i am a walking contradiction/paradox. he's right. i never make sense. sometimes i think that the things i say or want or mean are only what i want them to be. in actuality my soul contradicts itself at the drop of a hat. she's...i'm making me psychotic. no one else is to blame. my soul is like this evil bitch living inside of me...no! she's a parasite feeding off of the wretched decay of my very being. i need an antibiotic. someone write me a prescription for bullets! fuck. i'm losing it. the topic was say anything and i'm saying everything. maybe too little. maybe too much. look, i'm screwed up. ::laughing hysterically:: this is so me! i love this! at least i'm predictable. see ya tomorrow. 
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you used me     i put it all there and you made me feel cheap and dirty and sad     why did i let you have it     i heard you bitch     you will know my vengeance 
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in your eyes. the light the heat. your eyes. i am complete 
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see the doorway   to a thousand churchs 
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pralines&cream
 
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silentbob,     well, his response didn't shock me. He knew i wasn't serious. damn, it's impossible to test him; he knows me too well. 
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I agree with Bob     That's pretty fucked up.     we still love you though pralines :) 
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i wish he loved me, i wish he knew if he loved me, i wish he thought i was worthy of his love 
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remember that summer night when the storm came just in time? and we watched say anything because it gave us a reason to sit close? 
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raze
 
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diane: i have this theory of convergence, that good things always happen with bad things. i know you have to deal with them at the same time, but i just don't know why they have to happen at the same time. i just wish i could work out some schedule. am i just babbling? do you know what i mean? 
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