Summer/Spring English 460 Blog
Friday, May 18, 2012
5/18/12
Victory is a drug, sloshing through my muddled veins and jerking my up like a marionette on strings, controlled by a spastic operator. Then my strings are cut and I realize it's time to start all over again.
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