Deep Thoughts on Life: Throwing Tantrums and Growing Up
For people like me, waiting around for stuff is the worst kind of poison. Like dying slowly from an abdominal stab wound, only with slightly less pain. You lie awake and think, what more can I possibly do? When it finally happens, will it hurt? Where will I end up, when all this is over? And […]
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