i finished killing yourself to live by chuck klosterman tonight. the way he writes life makes me feel real. the tradegy and inevitable lonliness actually seems comforting. i laughed out loud with him at the silliness of humanity. i'm reading sex, drugs, and cocoa puffs on my train ride tomorrow. god i love books.
some people's awesomeness sneaks up on you and it leaves you with a nice warm feeling. i've decided i like this.
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