"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
Friday, March 25, 2011
I have no idea how to gauge how old people are. I look around the teachers room and I have no idea how old any of these peopel are. No wonder people mistake me for a student, ask if I am under 21 on the bus. I think I am confused and regressing. Becoming nineteen again.
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