Little Painted LiesIt was cold outside when he drew the dressing gown around his body. He sniffled and snatched the sodden newspaper from the gutter where water dribbled. The sun had barely risen as he trudged to the kitchen, still half asleep, to begin manually grinding coffee. Twenty minutes and fifty clockwise turns later, the pot had only started to brew.Little Painted Lies
Whilst pouring thick black coffee into the ‘think big’ mug, thoughts channelled in and out of his seven a.m. head. He mused about Adele, the woman he’d never given a glance when they schooled together from years seven to twelve. She had hay fever for Christ sake and another man, h
someone you've met before
p-andah.
And I suppose you know how utterly devious you are?
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"A liberal is the guy who leaves the room when a fight starts."
- Big Bill Haywood
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(recently revived) crits
journal
last fm
thats champion.
I can't out-do eet.
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