If you think this isn’t the damn truth you should know that a few years back, my campus newspaper ran an article that said fat women should be grateful for rape because it’s the only way they’ll ever feel worthy of a man’s attention.
I shit you not.
"Saturday, March twenty-fourth, nineteen eighty-four. Shermer High school, Shermer, Illinois. 60062"
Thirty years ago today,
and a jock,
met for detention.
This is a special day.
The written word is all that stands between memory and oblivion. Without books as our anchors, we are cast adrift, neither teaching nor learning. They are windows on the past, mirrors on the present, and prisms reflecting all possible futures. Books are lighthouses erected in the dark sea of time.
When my friend tells me my Prince Charming is out there
and I’m like..
Gotta love the eighties! What did I just witness? Lol. Either the oddest or coolest thing ever…not sure which?
Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don’t always like.