"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
Monday, October 18, 2010
My toothpaste leaked in my backpack. There is toothpaste on everything. My life is gritty and smells like mint. I am quickly becoming broke again. I hate paying rent and exchanging my money for less. I think I might be too broke to mail letters.
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