I can't say it like I write it...I can't write it like I think it...I can't think it like I feel it...and I don't feel a thing.
Thursday, January 23, 2003
i need to be challenged. i need to be told i have potential. i suppose when it comes down to it, we all do. but some people know better than others ahead of time.
He heard the words drag out. He felt them pull out of his mouth like freight cars, jangling, backing up on each other, grating to a halt, sliding, clinching back, jarring, and then suddenly stopping as roughly as they had begun. It was over. --Flannery O'Connor, "The Barber"
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