Today I saw a girl with a button on her backpack which said “u know u want me.” Sorry, girlie, but not after you used a single letter to designate a second person nominative pronoun. I don’t have a long list of turnoffs, but...
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“I probably won’t be seeing you much in the next few days, what with work and stuff.”
“Me too.”
“You won’t be seeing yourself? How do you plan to manage that?”
“I’ll be too busy to look into mirrors.”
“O, what a shame! I always keep a mirror at my desk so I can see myself.”
“That’s kinda pathetic.”
“Well, it keeps me from getting lonely.”
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Still Lives Part Seven
His hands always twinkled with rubberbands and lighters and foliage and paper. It had gotten so he didn’t even notice when they plucked a leaf from a tree and rubbed it to pieces or dis- and re-assembled a pen into oblivion. They are (veiny, supple, spiderish) moving even when his mind is not.