So I just finished watching Y Tu Mama Tambien, and I must say I found the movie to be quite enchanting. The magniloquent diction and charming dialogue left me and my lover breathless. After a quick dinner (that I made, it's amazing what you can whip up from things around the house), I whisked her away on my washboard abs as she surfed away into lover's paradise.

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"what" she said
"yeah it's really good, i really want to be like this guy," he said
"what" she said again
"listen, he's going to be extremely charming and incredibly cut," he tried to assure her
"be a dear and just buy me a soda okay? i know, he's going to be handsome and extremely this and incredibly that but-

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are you really making me read this? am i supposed to say it's good, that you're a quite the accomplished writer even though your work has no literary merit whatsoever? and not to mention the fact that i'm bored all over the place,
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wake up wake up
well, do you want to have sex before you go?
um (i shouldntve done that a few minutes ago)
yeah sure
mustache sax one octave above middle C [euphemism]
i'm going to miss you
our time isn't over yet
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did you write this while you were high?
yeah

couldn't you stop?
i'd like to do push-ups for you, if they'd make you laugh. i mean sure,
shirtless push-ups, shortless push-ups, push-ups during kissing, push-ups during sex
be more risky won't you

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1. what do you think of her accents?
2. whose accents?
1. the tall girl over there, the half-naked one
2. oh. they're good.
1. she's pretty huh? listen to her drop that russian one, jesus christ i want to call her nyetlana previetchka
2. what? nyetlana? *laughs* yeah, she has great eyes, god
1. she's so goddamn tall
2. i know
1. (silence)
2. (silence)
1. so
2. what?
1. nothing
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i'd like to think the girl that robert smith sang about in just like heaven died right around here.
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did you hear what paul said about that cure song? is he fucking okay?
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hi paul
hi sarah
i love you you know
you can't say that anymore
why, don't you like me? i like you
no, i don't, and you're making me really uncomfortable
i'm sorry, i'll go to sleep now
(murmur)
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(I hate it when you put your leg over me like that)
"stop it, seriously" she said
"what, i just like wrapping myself around you" he said
"just stop"
"what is it"
"(thinking, "i hate the way you are i hate how your face and your breath and your smell and i hate your chest and the way your cock hangs like that jesus christ i hate this i hate this i can't even ) i have to sleep"
"what"
"i have to go to sleep. sorry"
"remember when we first used to kiss? how nice it was?"
"no"
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dictation:
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are you listening dear? charlie, are you listening? charlie?
"yeah, sorry, i was thinking about something when i was five"
oh..
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charlie grew up and died
i know a lot of charlies. i loved them
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i don't know what this was all supposed to mean. i felt tragic,
and i think i'm going to think this was all ridiculous in the morning. but i'll leave it up because i deserve to laugh at my self once in a while.
i've taken up the bike, taken down the car