“Stilettos and broken bottles, I’m spinning around in circles…”
“You must have loaded the gun. You knew where to put the bullets. And how to do whatever you need to do to get a bullet in the chamber. And then actually decide that this is it. That you are done.”
Ten years ago you saved my life. My friend is helping me to continue to pay it forward.
Would you look at the adoration on that dog’s face.
The spunk did not fall far from the tree with this one.
When two different and opposing groups of people clashed, and an inside joke became useful.
One particular Silverleaf Linden sitting in the perfect corner at the base of the foothills.
Yes, the post eventually addresses its own title, but you’ll have to wade through some cultural observations first.
Next thing you know I’m going to be creating figures out of pipe cleaners and googly eyes, and you just wait until I get my hands on a bottle of glitter.
Cats are hijacking the Daily Chuck. His yawn in reaction to this is going to be super aggressive.