I am realizing that I do not have any of my own individual thoughts. My twitter is retweets and well-written articles by others. In class I have no questions for professors, guest speakers, and I have no input on my classmates presentations.
I want to punch my roommate
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- I Met A Genius
Charles Bukowski
I met a genius on the train
today
about 6 years old,
he sat beside me
and as the train
ran down along the coast
we came to the ocean
and then he looked at me
and said,
it's not pretty.
it was the first time I'd
realized
that.
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