“No reason to lie when you can shock them with the truth. It’s more interesting anyway,” you said. Lentils, cooked or not, are still lentils. They just smell different. I squeezed them tightly in palm of my hand. “Anthony, why’d you give me cooked lentils? That’s so weird. Why are you so weird?” He always…
I close my eyes and I can see The world that’s waiting up for me That I call my own Through the dark, through the door Through where no one’s been before But it feels like home They can say it all sounds crazy They can say I’ve lost my mind I don’t care,…
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