Yesterday when I was trying to make myself think I could pass myself off as worldly and smart by torturing hg wells into my analysis of the IT class vs the shop class, the thing that was really real and present was how I was just immersed in the force field of the boys, the roughneck redneck boots wearing messed up hard core fucked up wrong thinking shit talking boys. Used to be afraid of a room full of them, still am afraid, but also love love love it so damn much, Deeply in love with humanity, deeply afraid and deeply in love