It was actually Kafka for me. I got through most of his work and was finally like, "This isn't deep or insightful. This is fucking stupid."

The more I re-read this blog the more I realize I should have broken this into a pseudo-intellectual post and a rape post. Instead I have two half posts smooshed together. Oh well. I was in a rush because I was writing it right before it was time to leave for my slam poetry session and I couldn't find my beret.