im going to be talking about death of a salesmen tomorrow in my english class. it should be dreadful. i wanted to cry reading this play. i dont know how im going to talk about it with all these people and their homoginized values.
discussing literature opens reveals a part of your self. i think people in the class dont have much to say because they dont know themselves. no wonder they cant relate!
oh bartelbe! oh humanity!
discussing literature opens reveals a part of your self. i think people in the class dont have much to say because they dont know themselves. no wonder they cant relate!
oh bartelbe! oh humanity!