I'm sorry but what's up with people on the Internet reducing any kind of meaningful or interesting experience to the effects of drugs? Something about the decay of civilization, perhaps?
This chapter made me cry. Probably the best yet.
The teacher's obsession with donuts comes from the depiction of her own hole, which she cannot fill. She wanted to pierce the world in an attempt to make it a representation of her own will. She mistakes the means for the end. When she falls into...
Wonderful chapter. It stirred feelings in me from quite a few years ago. At some point in time, I have been these two high-schoolers, excited for a small trip to some city close-by and curious about what exactly a friend is supposed to be.
One of the hottest reads I have had. In a very tasteful way. Sometimes that's for the best.
Other than that, a bit aimless, which I sorta sense is this author's shtick.
I like how the one-liners at the beginning and end of each chapter must relegate themselves to awkward commentary because they just cannot keep up with this little work of art.
Also, are the titles in these chapters reminiscing of the revolution sis introduced to the world, where people can influence and change reality through their thoughts? Is there some other joke I am not getting?