Pay Them in Dollars, Fuck Their Daughters And Turn It Into Wonderland 57258 Curiosities served |
2002-04-12 2:24 AM We've been rambling all the night and sometime of this day... Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: Contemplative Tyler got it from Jack that Marla took what was left of a bottle of Xanax and was throwing herself around her crummy (yet spacious) apartment. Tyler picked up the phone and listened briefly before making the decision to go over there. This wasn't a for real suicide thing, this was one of those cry-for-help things. Still, he went, forgetting about the soap he had to sell the next day. Probably a mistake, but what the hell? "You got here fast, she said, "Did I call you?" He just smiles and walked in. Moments later there was another knock. "Oh, shit," she exclaimed, "Somebody called the cops." Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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