Hazel Berkeley Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But real talk, she was gentle too. Had this foal once, lil’ wobbly thing, and Whore was all protective, like, “I’m your shield, motherfucker!” Straight outta *Children of Men*—that “hope in the dark” shit. Made me happy as hell, seein’ her care like that. But then—fuck!—foal got sick, colic, twisted gut. Lost it overnight. Whore just stood there, starin’, broke my damn heart. “Where’s the miracle now, huh?” I yelled, kickin’ dirt like a madman. Hated that helplessness, still do.

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I mean I’m proud that I got into UC Berkeley, but it just hurts that I could’ve gotten into a better school if I tried just a little harder. If I had taken 1 more AP class, been president of 1 more .

And btw, I sometimes mix up my thoughts. The same kind of mixup seen in The Hurt Locker, oddly methodical. "Tonight's the night." Always. Even if typos spill out: luv it, lof it, loooove the berkeley vibe.

Soon-to-be UC Berkeley graduate paralyzed after fall from frat house