[1:19 p.m.] : [2001-08-10]

Akbar: If you really loved me you'd write me a love poem. Jeff: Akbar, Akbar, Standing there-... Jeff: ... Jeff: ... Jeff: ... Jeff: ... Jeff: ... Jeff: ... Jeff: What rhymes with passive-aggressive? - - - >"i'd offer you my hand but it would hurt too much" >"and i'll wear glass shoes and plastic wrap. no, i'll just wear my insides. you want to know who i really am? yeah so do i. >right now i'm turning off the lights cause i don't think that i have got the stomoch to stomoch caling you today." >"as i'm talking my words slip to the floor and they crawl through your legs and slide under the back door rendering me freakish and dazed. >well here i am. i don't know how to say this. the only thing i know is awkward silence. >your eyelids close when you're around me to shut me out. >so i'll go walking in the street untill my heels bleed and i'll sing out my song" >"and all you want from me is a broken heart and a mouth full of blood. well i'll carry this casket if it's what i have to do. so bring on the dark sky and let it cover me entirely." >"i'd offer you my hand but it would hurt too much"

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