"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
I don't know what's worse. The prospect of him not caring about repeat drinks with someone who is not him or the prospect of him caring. It's like, what's worse, a coffee date gone badly or a coffee date gone well? Either one has terrible repercussions.
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