Posted 27 September 2015 - 02:05 PM
at home, my parents would have a movie night, or tv show night (Lost-- it was a long time ago).
there was a part of my section of the couch which had a little hole i had picked at for years, and i would eat the fluff in it.
it made me really ill feeling. that's why i turned to laxatives. i have no idea if that stuff is still inside of me to be honest.
Now you listen to me. While I will admit to a certain cynicism, the fact is that I am a naysayer and hatchetman in the fight against violence. I pride myself in taking a punch and I'll gladly take another because I choose to live my life in the company of Gandhi and King. My concerns are global. I reject absolutely revenge, aggression, and retaliation. The foundation of such a method... is love.
I love you Sheriff Truman.