This morning, at 4:23 AM Greenwich Mean time, I was jolted awake from sleep; sticky with sweat, heart pounding, hands trembling and fixated...on that one eternally plaguing, endlessly nagging, infinitely mind-gnawing question:
Does Affleck regret every time he fucked her missionary?
...That we might all die wondering counts as proof that the Nihilists are right.
Monday, April 25, 2005
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