WeaKness - II, Self Published

Posted August 31st, 2005 by Tristan-Beedon
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You’re at a party. You’re slowly drifting off to sleep on a deflated vomit stained couch with your head on someone’s thigh. In the corner, some guy with a twelve string acoustic guitar serenades a sorority girl with songs like Our Heaven and It’s Only Rain. Later tonight, he’ll get laid. Softly, almost inaudibly, you begin to weep.

– TB

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Tristan Beedon

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Our editor in chief enjoys long walks on the beach, holding hands in the sunset, and puppies. However, these are only secondary considerations. Mostly he likes cheap food, loud music and bad movies.