I am not going to class tomorrow morning. I am going to drive to the park, lay in the grass, and think. What direction is my life headed in. I feel so clouded and I can't even say by what. I am going to fade into abstraction at nineteen. I am going to veer off the road into the water. I use to have dreams in which I would lose my teeth. It always ( Read more... )

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