This is the life we lead. This life where a moment in a mediocre (at best) movie is watched twice and then paused for a photo shoot. See, we see things... things like a series of matching heads on and off the screen and that causes this undeniable excitement. What could be more miraculous than finding a look a like to our creepy head shaped cookie jar (or whatever the hell it's supposed to be)? Nothing. So we spend our time watching these movies. Bonding, as I suppose we call it now. Vodka, rum, beer, wine, porn, cartoons, family oriented movies. I hate the ends of movies. We watch them for moments that excite us. And when we don't find any, we take a walk in sizzling hail to get sprite for our vodka. Tongue rings? Yes please. Oh great now the gas station man thinks we're lesbians.
I love you
... like I love the beach. Or a good book. Or the beach...
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