Kerouak Attack

so this summer Im moving to harlem I dont really care if Im not a writer but Im going to take my old typewriter and make you love me make you want me by me I mean my writing but of course you already understood that and maybe if you didnt you should take your head from inbetween the corner walls of your bedroom and sober up because sometimes people other than myself have important things to say maybe Im not even going to make you remotely like my writing because Ill be too busy making sure I like it myself and in doing so Ill make sure that that always remains meaningful because if I lived my life like others who lived their life for others than maybe I would have ended up a little different or even similarly dissimilar or exactly the same.

Not that Ive never tried to make something out of my life I think I was born into doing that because I never was too proud of any of my surroundings until I didnt have them any more or maybe I just was always too proud to admit that I have a grateful deficiency which means its both great and I am still full of deficiency and I used to think it made me better than you to admit that I have problems when you didnt but now Ive come to realize that it really just makes me the same if not lesser but now given to you was the additional awareness that I have problems.

Maybe this will make my selection of short stories.



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Kan Ando