And there I was, 225 pounds, perpetually lost and confused, short legs, ape-like upper body, all chest, no neck, head too large, blurred eyes, hair uncombed, 6 feet of geek, waiting for her.
Was I the only person who was distracted by this future without a chance?
A woman is a full time job. You have to choose your profession.
People empty me. I have to get away to refill.
pain is absurd because it exists, nothing more.
I was so thin I could slice bread with my shoulderblades, only I seldom had bread.