As I enter the small intestine I get squeezed by muscles. Its dark and the walls look like slimey crushed velvet theres pancreas juice on me help me I am disintigrating.

Race and class are the easiest divisions. It's very stupid

I do love to eavesdrop. It's inspirational, not only for subject matter but for actual dialogue, the way people talk.

The library was open for one hour after school let out. I hid there, looking at art books and reading poetry.

I used to live a very social life and never spend much solitary time looking at birds or reading.

Always watch the hands. The hands will tell you everything you need to know.

what is an imaginary friend? are there also imaginary enemies?