Maus
The hardest part was explaining why my black eye just so happened to look like a chicken's foot.
The hardest part was explaining why my black eye just so happened to look like a chicken's foot.
Every time that my supervisor and I flirt, it seems that it is less of a joke than the time before.
The psychiatric hospital wasn't as weird as I expected it to be, which disturbed me all the more.
As I walked down the hall with my new mohawk and monitored the casual surprised glances, it came to my attention that I was more happy being the wierd girl than I ever would have been if I was accepted by society.