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As you were breaking up with me, all I could think about were those mornings when you compared the Pop-Tarts and gave me the one with more frosting.
My online dating service matched me with my cousin.
It wasn’t until the eulogy ended that I realized I had been thinking about porn instead of listening.
It’s been so long that I don’t even look down your street anymore.
There are two kinds of friends in the world: the ones who help you up when you’ve passed out in a bar and call a cab and the ones that take ‘funny’ pictures of you.
Instead of him they sent back a folded flag, and when I was alone I tore it to pieces.