"Surrender to one's insanity often leads to bliss." b>From UNCLEAN Sure, I was quite drunk and naked as a newborn on the kitchen floor at eight-thirty in the morning, flecked vomit on my chest, blood caked to my head and a small pool of it on the kitchen floor. Yes, yes, and I was growing, of course. But so what? So it was a bit odd. Hell, the world was an odd place. This situation was well under control. She should have shown a little confidence in me. From KING OF THE WORLD She was only an aesthetic deception, a horrible aesthetic deception. She was the beautiful volcano that majestically looms over a town, oozing lava onto the land almost unnoticeably, slowly lulling the townsfolk to sleep until the day it bursts and destroys them completely. Candlelight danced off her pupils. Her hair and makeup were perfect. The dinner was amazing. That's how the devil appears, Gus knew, soft and gorgeous, love in his heart and affection in his soul. The greatest evil of evils was the soul who offered destruction while truly believing it to be love. From SEVENTY His eyes were on the wall, reading a large message he had written to himself during a drunken fit of anxiety. DAMNED. Pretty straight forward. He'd authored it during a brief moment of clarity after drinking two jugs of wine. It had been another unsuccessful suicide evening. He'd considered wiping the message off the wall several times but could never quite get himself to part with its monosyllabic truth.
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