July 2012
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“You sit there with a mass murderer. A mass murderer. Your heart rate is jacked....”
– The Departed (2006)
“A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom.”
– Robert Frost (via onerandompieceofwisdomatatime)
“There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away : The things she...”
– Neil Gaiman (via thedisparate)
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Lyle's Logs (7/6/2012)
[[MORE]]My next appointment with Liz is on Friday…I wish it was sooner. This shit always gets worse at night, I know emotional disorders run in the family, Maris clearly had a few of her own and Evan takes pills for hers. But Liz said that mine wasn’t full PTSD just anxiety and trauma mixing together to fuck me up. She said that I should be doing better in a month, not good enough to...
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One of these days I’m going to die from eating too much pasta.
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[[MORE]]Fuck the nightmares I am going to sleep with my wife.
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Which Old Witch (11:04 PM)
[[MORE]]Fireworks could still be heard in the distance as he pulled up to the home that his sister shared with Liam. She had no clue what he was doing there, just that he demanded she be there to let him in. Not like she’d never done anything even vaguely similar to him in the past. But never about this, never about death. A death in the family…but Maris wasn’t family, was she?...
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evaneloa:
CONNECTED WITH LYLE:
Lyle stop shitting me n’playing games, tell me why th’fuck y’sound like your gonna bust down m’door.
CONNECTED WITH EVAN:
Because I fucking will if you don’t open it.
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evaneloa:
lyledl:
CONNECTED WITH EVAN:
Hey, I’m coming over we need to talk about something.
CONNECTED WITH LYLE:
What th’fuck are you talking about?
CONNECTED WITH EVAN:
I will be there soon Evan. It’s important just answer the fucking door when I get there.
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CONNECTED WITH EVAN:
Hey, I’m coming over we need to talk about something.
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Anonymous asked: VOICEMAIL: Lyle, it's your father. After your mother's little rampage I decided to divorce her. My good name won't be tarnished by a convict wife. She killed herself, hung herself in the attic. The funeral is on the fourteenth. I'll ask you not to attend, it would look bad for our vagabond, faggot son to show up, because lord knows that your sister would want to come as well...
