Sunday, September 2, 2012

If you see me outside my building smoking a cigarette, I'm keeping the smoke in my mouth and breathing through my nose. I'm pretending that I don't hate the taste and that it doesn't sting my eyes.

It's an open invitation for conversation that nobody ever takes.

This has been my story of college so far.

1 amusing musings:

Christopher said...

Oh no.

Why?

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