"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
Sunday, August 22, 2010
My brother is partying at my dad's currently. I keep threatening to come over, just to keep him on his toes. My brother keeps offering to give me beer if I don't. Truth is, I'm somewhat petrified of walking into a house of 16-18 year old stoned and drunk males.
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