all my classes
hahahaha YES
we had one guy who thought he was hunter s thomson and would come to the evening class with his brown paper bag in hand
once he showed up trippin g on acid as well and walked into the venetian blind before cowering in the corner, and had to be asked to leave
(Source: tmills)
Notes:
jumped off the gravy train of writing “real” fiction...long time ago, because I didn’t...
I know this guy. His name is Patrick Kindig, and he is a real-life thing.
Have to admit this made me giggle.
Hey every boy I’ve ever met who writes.
this image has single handedly destroyed my self confidence
