Desire Will Set You Free

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What the f***?

That joint was supposed to go to me.

What, instead it went to

little Darby Crash over there?

He was cute enough.

We'll see about that.

Can I borrow that?

He wasn't.

You didn't get a chance to look at him.

He's my type.

You're like my little sister,

only she likes guys who look rich.

Men in suits, really boring men in suits.

I want a rebel, like a

guy you meet at a protest,

maybe the one holding

the Molotov cocktails.

You think guys that

look like that are rebels?

That jerk and you probably

have no common ground.

You're ready to f*** him

because of his jacket

and his patches.

So this little f*** over

there probably has some

overprotective investment banker father

and you would get bored of

him as soon as his clothes

were lying on your floor and you'd realize

he wasn't the little rebel

you were looking for.

Do we need to talk about murder

to get your attention?

What do you think I'm a f***ing killer?

Really Cat?

It's fashion.

Chill out.

More like fascism.

So what?

Siouxie Sioux is punk.

Actually it's for Sophie Scholl.

I swear I saw that daddy

in Schoenberg last week.

But I don't know, they all look the same.

What were you doing in Schoenberg?

I was buying a strap-on.

That neighborhood's really great, though.

Why, so you can check

out the leather daddies?

No, because it's one of

the oldest gay neighborhoods

in the world.

Christopher Isherwood wrote about it,

the nightclub El Dorado since 1920s.

The smell of poppers

floats down the sidewalk.

Plus there's all these great sex shops.

And you fags don't even know about it?

It always just seemed so far away.

True, but the hustler

bars are great.

And what is it, Tuesday?

Nothing else is going on.

We should go, like, right now.

She's a pretty girl but

She doesn't have

a f***ing clue

What to do

I mean, it was kinda funny.

You wanna know what she said?

Who has something nice to say about me?

She said you were a Nazi

with a fag on either side.

Great, just like this f***ing guy.

Let's go, guys.

Hi man.

It's only for men now.

What?

Men only.

This is wack.

This is misogyny.

This is women-hating.

This is sexism.

Hey, mens only.

This is the patriarchal

system out of f***ing control.

Catherine, let's just...

No, forget it.

Look.

I'm more of a man than

any of these little fags.

And I probably have a bigger dick, too.

You wanna see it?

Everyone just always

talks about your titties.

Now who's gonna touch my penis?

Is that a Schimpfwort?

Give it a few years.

I get a little uncomfortable

everybody's staring at us.

Is it your boyfriend?

No.

No?

Fags.

So how long have you

been working here for?

Two months.

Yeah?

Catherine's so crazy.

We are not gay.

Sure you are.

What are you doing here?

Working.

Yeah?

Mm hmm.

Fags work too.

Sometimes.

But what are you doing here?

I'm a whore too.

I was practically born a whore.

Wanna see my wife?

Why would I want to see your wife?

Look, my daughter.

Nice.

Really nice.

You have children?

No.

You want children?

Nice perfume.

Very fruity.

Hey.

Yeah?

Okay, we're gonna leave.

You guys are leaving.

Yes.

Together?

Yes.

Are you sure?

Have a good night, okay?

Okay.

Okay, bye.

Bye.

Hey.

Hi.

Can I get you a drink?

Sure, I'll take a Radler.

You from Berlin?

No, I'm from Russia.

Things are not so good

there for queers though, huh?

No, not so good.

But probably not as bad as you think.

I mean I was so moved by

the whole P*ssy Riot thing

and that guy, Danke Shoen,

the guy that nailed his balls

to the ground in front of the Kremlin,

so f***ing amazing, right?

Do you wanna do some MDMA?

This is the bar they used to hang out in.

I love David Bowie.

I mean he's one of these

artists that like saw

into the future.

Do you know Jobriath and Klaus Nomi?

So good.

Do you want to go to the lake?

This weekend?

No, right now.

It's raining.

It'll be sunny by the time we get there.

I would love you

to use me amuse me

I'm chained to your insanity

Any day you could

buy me or tie me up

A slave to your perversity

Refuse me

Diffuse me

To the corners of the galaxy

And take me out

You'll take me out

Take me out

Take me out

You just amaze

me and daze me

You're the blind spot

in my consciousness

Come on and forsake

me and break me

And drink the blood

of my obsession

Make me cry out and

die out of love

For this world is fantasy

Refuse me

Diffuse me

To the corners of the galaxy

And take me out

Take me, take me out

Take me out

Take me out

No no no no don't

No no no give it to me

No no no no don't

No no no give it to me

Take me out oh

baby I'm ready

For your troubles

I'm expedient

You don't want

to stay for breakfast?

Sorry, I must go.

But thanks for last night.

It was fun, no?

Can I see you again?

Yeah, I'll text you.

A**hole.

I'm gonna make a coffee, okay?

Do you want one?

Whatever.

Well do you want one or not?

Whatever, I don't care.

Yes, I want coffee, thank you.

Hi.

Hey.

You wanna come over for breakfast?

It's 4 p.m.

Call it brunch and then you've got a deal.

Okay.

I'm here, just come over whenever.

Okay bye.

What?

Nothing.

Okay, everyone move

over for the breeders.

So we went to this party.

Some like Roman nightclub.

But then I got home and Jayne was pissed.

We had to f*** in the bathroom

because she locked the bedroom door.

Both of those guys.

Not really, one of

them couldn't get it up.

I bet I know which one.

I bet you don't.

It was so awkward too

because you know how small

my bathroom is.

But you know it's like,

Jayne and I, we're supposed

to be in this free, open

relationship but I think

if she knew that there were two hookers

in the bathroom with me she

would have flipped her sh*t.

You know?

She probably just assumed

it was some trendy dyke.

What do you see in her anyways?

She's like a Midwest diner beauty queen.

So how was your night?

It was alright.

Yeah?

It was good.

How do you know after like

the first night with someone

if there was a connection?

Well what do you mean by connection?

I mean like a romantic connection.

Romantic?

What, you don't

believe in romance?

I didn't say that.

Did he make direct eye contact?

Hard to say.

It was late.

I should go.

So we'll see you at Grlitzer

Park on Friday?

Yeah, you mean tomorrow.

Is it the weekend already?

Feels like I never have any

time to get any work done.

Okay.

Bye.

We understand each other,

we love each other,

we don't need to always

go over and remember

these negative things.

Think about three days ago

when we were having sex

and it was so hot, you know what I mean?

What, you like that?

Yeah.

Hold on a second.

What, you like this?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Do you have a girlfriend at home?

No.

No?

No, I really like what I see.

Yeah, okay, yeah, shut up.

Oh.

This f***ing a**hole.

No, I don't know, just some guy, you know,

they're just rude to me.

I walk down this bridge every f***ing day.

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