Tyler lived in the same apartment complex as me (or is it I) when I moved to Florida for film school. We became fast friends despite his undying love for Queen. Our forces reunited after we had both become changed men in Los Angeles. We’ll never be the same, but our qualities coincide enough to where our friendship remains intact.
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They Shall Remain Nameless…

Tom Waits once wrote a song entitled “I Hope that I Don’t Fall in Love with You”. I didn’t really get it until I went out a significant amount. Now I understand. I’ve fallen in love with girls I’ve met for five seconds, and I’ve fallen in love with girls I’ve known for five hours, but I have yet to fall in love with a girl I’ve talked to for more than a day. This entry is about several women of varying degrees of intimacy, and I know not the names of any of them.
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