thoughts composed while wikipedia-ing neruda for my thesis
oh my god people protested at neruda's funeral? that's so hot. this man is my lover. [looks at wiki photo of neruda] ok so he's not that attractive. maybe he's not my lover. nah, i'd just paperbag that shit. oh my god. and i could write his poetry on the paper bag! that's so hot! can i do this in real life?