"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
My entire campus is an ice skating rink. I can't decide whether it would be better to fall with lots of people around, be utterly humiliated, but have people to help me up or to fall alone and I have to pick my cold, wet, broken, body off the concrete.
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