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What the hell’s wrong with me? Good question, baby. Any man in his right mind, married to you, wouldn’t do the things I do. I don’t know what makes me chase pussy like I need it to live. I don’t need it to live. I can honestly say the only thing I really need to live is you, but for some reason, I just can’t keep my mind, or my hands, or my dick off of any receptive woman that comes along. Is it the challenge of getting someone else to fuck me? Is it the danger of gett

Dear John; The attached picture is of something very valuable to you. You seem to value it above all other things in the world. You seem to value it so much that you spend much of your time searching for similar objects, usually in the possession of strangers. It hurts me to know this, especially with all the diseases going around. Anyway, if you ever expect to see this particular one again, you’re going to have to do me a few favors for a change. IF you do not comply with th

“I am truly sorry for all of the pain I have caused. I wish every day that I could return your loved ones to you alive, and well, and…alive. I wish every day that I hadn’t said the things I said or did the things I did. I wish you could forgive me, but if it was me out there behind that glass and you in here on this slab, I wouldn’t forgive you. I can’t tell you why I did what I did. I’m not crazy, but I guess in those few seconds it took to destroy those lives I was not hum

Forrest Wheeler lay peacefully in the clean white hospital bed, his emaciated chest rising and falling rhythmically as a beaded green...

All right, you dried-up geriatric bastards! The doors are locked, the batteries have been removed from your Rascal Scooters, and I’ve...

Editor’s note: This letter was censored in transit by military authorities. Dear Jimmy, I wrote a letter to mom and daddy, but I know...

A Bloody End to a Long-Time Feud Eyewitness Narrowly Escapes Death! The Gruesome Details By Augustus Branch Shortly after nine this...

I’m sitting in the parking lot at the Boom Boom Room with that fat fuck Tony Roses, and it’s raining so fucking hard we can’t see the...

Susan sits smoking at a corner table in a bright, noisy coffee shop. It’s a place she would not be caught dead in, and so it is exactly...

Beat cop Dan Reynolds drew a chalk line around the body. It wasn’t his job—someone from forensic services typically took care of such...

The blind woman shaded her eyes against the sun. Many years ago, this sun had taken her sight, so now she turned her face to its warmth...

In 1976, my dad was feeling flush from a small inheritance, so he bought a conversion van and loaded my mother, brother, and me into it...

Bone Thomas, who was called Bone, assessed himself in the full-length mirror tacked to the back of his bedroom door. He slouched,...

I never knew my daddy, and when I asked Momma about him, she would always chuckle a little and mumble ruefully around the ever-present...

Summer vacation every year Driving to Florida “Don’t make me come back there!” Driving straight through, Traffic backed up for miles...

Because she was his Guardian, Sarah visited Forrest often, though there was really nothing more for her to do. Forrest Wheeler had lain...

"A candy-colored clown they call the sandman • Tiptoes to my room every night  •  Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper  •  Go to...

This is what I do when I'm too lazy to comment on the current American shit show and have no other ideas. “War itself is the enemy of the...

Blood stains. Coffee stains. Brains on the wall. Splatter patterns. Lines of trajectory. Grunge music. These are the things that haunt my...

This past week was bad for Trump's Turd Reich, but not bad enough. Sane Americans need to double down on every protest, boycott, derisive...