Words are all I don't have
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I'd like to stuff my pillow with words, so that when I sleep, they'll burrow into my brain and proliferate, and the next day I'll wake up and be, like, woah.
I'll stumble around, my eyes glazed, hiccupping words - here "quagmire", there "solipsism", "effete" by the statue near the arts center and "debauchery" behind the bushes. And I'll go on and on, leaking words all over campus, until all I have left are words like "ug" and "George Bush", and then I'll be in a pickle, because I have two essays due in for Friday, and I don't think I have enough words to express how very much I do not want this to be so.