this_is_meaningless
silentbob
she
touches
his
hand
and
he
passes
off
as
friendly
affection
"
That
doesn't
mean
anything
."
he
thinks
.
The
way
he
talks
and
the
way
she
listens
makes
him
think
unlikely
thoughts
.
of
the
impossible
.
after
a
while
he
stops
talking
and
she
is
just
staring
at
him
.
not
staring
.
gazing.
"
This
is
meaningless
,"
he
thinks
.
The
way
their
voices
quiet
into
a
near
whisper
.
The
way
her
hand
is
just
clutching
his
now
.
The
way
she's
touching
his
face
.
this
is
meaningless
this
is
meaningless
this
is
meaningless
he
thinks
.
it
doesn't
matter
that
she's
touching
me
.
it
doesn't
matter
that
she
is
so
close
.
it
doesn't
matter
that
it's
all
happening
.
it
doesn't
matter
that
i
like
it
.
she
swallows
his
face
and
paws
his
back
like
she's
trying
to
achieve
a
world
record
this
is
meaningless
this
is
meaningless
this
is
meangingless
without
meaning
without
attachments
its
ok
,
he
thinks
,
i
know
it
doesn't
mean
anything
.
she
fluidly flings
one
freckled
femur
from
to
to
fro.
she
languidly laps
like
lunacy
crucially
kissing
kindly
the
klondike
stare
of
her
arrival
this
is
meaningless
this
is
meaningless
this
is
meaningless
their
sweat
intermingles
MEANINGLESS
!!!
WITHOUT
MEANING
!!
she
properly
plunges
him
into
her
,
punches
protrudes
and
prances atop
him
.
thisismeaningless thisismeaningless thisismeangingless
like
butter
.
like
sound
.
like
light
.
meaningless
.
don't
think
about
it
.
this
is
meaningless
.
040429
...
juni
sounds
like
a
hundred
bucks
worth
of
meaningless
to
me
.
040429
...
love & hate
life
is
meaningless
!
040430
...
notme
.
040430
...
Syrope
all
of
it
!
i
need
to
work
on
getting
my
shit
together
for
this
week
i
have
to
make
it
but
you're
not
there
and
i
need
you
and
i
can't
convince
myself
of
something
so
simple
as
to
drop
to
my
knees
in
front
of
that
pile
of
papers
.
i
know
if
i
did
that
i
could
mindlessly
work
until
you
come
find
me
...
but
i
haven't
budged.
the
meaninglessness
of
it
all
it
hits
so
hard
040501
...
vituperus
solecism
040502
...
x
vituperus
040502
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from