The Case of the Second Time Around

[harlequin_pi]

When I was a young and sensitive boy living on Robinhood Road, nestled deep in the winding roads of Fox Chapel, there weren’t any other boys my age on my street. I spent most of my time trailing after my siblings and their friends - who lived in the neighborhood and were around their ages. The closest thing I had to kids around my own age were a

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[stephenhatesyou]

a. damn to hell feelings! i hate them!

2. arthur in sweatpants = whoa. i can't even picture it.