By gwgoodfellow_zirkels(
) That kind of thinking was reserved for people like Looney Larry Larscombe.
“One of these days you’re gonna have to face the truth,” Larry yelled across the train tracks to nobody. Only the dark shadows heard him, and a few lonely chocolate wrappers blowing in the cold winter… : 0 : 0
By gwgoodfellow_zirkels(
) The matchbox sat there. On the kitchen bench beside the stove, untouched for a very long time.
Around that time, a voice spoke. Repeatedly over many years, I heard the same words. "Your parents are lying." I was surprised. Thought my parents were honest people. Most… : 0 : 0
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