*AnonDesu

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CharlieWe're all just kids playing a part. That's what it boils down to.

I'm the kid who gets to play hitman today. The other kids, they're playing guard. Hands in their pockets, feeling up their guns. Makes them feel big. Calms them down. A security blanket in a holster.

That's what it boils down to. Dressing for the part, having the right props. If you're running around in your street clothes, you're a thug, a hood, a gangster. You put on a ninety-dollar suit you picked up at Ross, and all the sudden you're a mobster, a wiseguy, paisano.

You're still just playing Cops and Robbers, Cowboys and Indians, Thugs and Mafiosi.

Rule of three.Charlie by *AnonDesu

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I Will Fight YouWhen Jake awoke, he was in a bathtub filled with ice, an unnecessarily long scar where his liver should've been.

Towering above him, a man in a ski mask, a bloodied scalpel still in his hand. Seeing that his victim had awoken, he put the knife down, running his hands through the sink.

"Dude, what the hell?" Jake asked, not all too pleased with the removal of his vital organs, consent explicitly not given, at that. "I was using those."

The man ignored Jake and wiped his hands off. Picking up a fine pair of kidneys from the operating table, he slipped his hands into them, rolling his fingers as he tested out his new boxing gloves. The mI Will Fight You by *AnonDesu

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Dan Kim's SchrankgeistCollette hummed quietly to herself as she spread a thin veil of strawberry jam on her toast. She liked jam, especially strawberry. Collette had something of a sweet tooth, and the nice man who worked weekends always went out of his way to sneak her in something. The man that worked there weekends was the best. He always brought her strawberry jam. She took a bite as she dropped a sugar cube into her orange juice. Those were both his, again. He had brought it in for her for breakfast, he said, but he didn’t manage to get it to her until early evening.

Taking anoDan Kim's Schrankgeist by *AnonDesu

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So Much Beauty in DirtChang was about to end his shift when he found the portal to hell. The most sensible thing to do was run. Just pack up and leave. Cover it back up, take your pay, pack up as soon as you got home and leave town by daybreak. Chang was a sensible man. You don't live this long in the mines without learning to be sensible. Unfortunately for him, he was also a kind man.

"Don't go all the way down my shaft," he told Li. "Stop halfway and start a new tunnel. Say you were following a small vein."

Li was ten years his junior. He just recently returned home after a failed attempt to start a life in Shanghai. Unlike in the city, the mine was always hiSo Much Beauty in Dirt by *AnonDesu

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FPCK"So I had this dream," I told Mike. "This guy, this cowboy, was yelling at me."

"Like, a cowboy cowboy?" he asked. "Or like the Lamasini guy?"

"A cowboy cowboy," I confirmed. "Hat, red flannel shirt, bandanna round his neck, a cowboy."

"Was he Mexican?"

"Yeah, but-"

"Lamasini guy." He waved his finger at me while he smirked. He always did that whenever he felt like he just blew your mind.

"He's more like the Malboro Man, only he happens to be Mexican." I countered.

"Or like the Lamasini guy took the Malboro Man's outfit." He did the finger smirk thing again.

"Do you have a dream you want to tell me about?" I shrugged. "Because I FPCK by *AnonDesu

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FirewalkerHere's the first thing you need to know: Trust falls are bullshit.

Count to three, fall backwards, let some guys catch you, and all the sudden you're the best of fucking friends. Standing there, back to a crowd of IT guys, HR guys, PR guys, any group of guys you can stick a two-letter acronym in front of, waiting for the over-paid motivational speaker to count to three before you lean backwards off that little platform and end the night laughing over canned fruit punch and plastic-wrapped crackers. You don't need to trust anyone for that.

Trust falls are a fucking camp game.

If you really trust someone, you'll be perfectly fine being in Firewalker by *AnonDesu

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Walks Into a Bar, Day 3'Look,' Abby said an hour later.

Nobody ever started a good sentence with "look". Your parents never said, "Look, we're going to skip the trip to the dentist and get you a puppy instead." The doctor's never said, "Look, not only do you not have cancer, but all that smoking's made you immune to tear gas."

It's always, "Look, we're going to the dentist, and last time we had a dog, you killed it." Or, "Look, I've told you to at least try not smoking while I'm giving you checkups, but given how terminal this cancer is, it wouldn't matter anymore." Or, 'Look, Charlie, I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but I'd like it if you left.'Walks Into a Bar, Day 3 by *AnonDesu

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Desirable.Strawberry innocence, slip
between my lips; slide
between my wild lungs; settle
in the boiling kettle of my heart.

Oh heart. Grow pink with pride, blushes, beats
as slow as sunrise on Germanic peats,
as pure as Dutch-ripe tulips warming in the heat.

I'm tired of red velvet passion
unraveling in the heat; of fashion
dictating each action; of war-time expression rations.

I have choked on cherry pits, their tips
ripping through my ribs; now
let these soft, pink-cased chunks
cake and cool around my soul.Desirable. by ~iHedge

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Island BoyClean-smiling, eyes rising from the
dark Caribbean depths, throwing ropes
with far strong strokes. You arrest me.

Moons pull and waves fade, but all attest
to this: that sunshine-crinkled faces and
freedom-filled embraces are calm blue bays.

My sloop is rough, wind-ragged sails sagging,
but deep in the cracks of the horizon, I see
palm trees, and underneath, ghost crabs grazing.Island Boy by ~iHedge

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Fuck cats.Every day is exactly the same.

Every day is exactly the same.

Every day is exactly the same.

Thank you, Trent Reznor, but I know that already.

The first thing I see as my eyes open is my ceiling, and that's something I'm used to. The first thing I hear as I wake up is my radio alarm, blaring out music broadcasted from the nearest alternative station across the room. And the first thing I smell?

Cat piss.

Again.

I raise my hands and press them into my face.

The same thing, every morning. I looked across the room, under the shelf the radio was on, and locked eyes with satan.

Or, as his friends know him, my cat.

My cat that'd been pFuck cats. by ~lolijoke

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Christmas 2: The Revenge by ~Doyora

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Chickens and Indians and Stuff

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Christmas 2: The Revenge

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by *AnonDesu, Feb 19, 2013, 5:34:10 PM
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