"How come Ken gets to date all of us but we all have to date him?" The girls were sitting around in the living room, Ken upstairs asleep at 4pm. Typical. They had been in the living room for about thirty minutes now, just chatting about the usual: outfit changes, unexpected nudity, and, their favorite … Continue reading Dollhouse
Tag: childhood
Insult
"You're going to hell," my brother said. "I'll see you there," I thought in my head. "No I'm not," I said instead. We were standing in a grocery store parking lot. Now a pagan and an agnostic, the premise doesn't matter, yet I haven't forgotten.
dream.think.work. 