The Parallel

[pecker04]

It was Christmas of '74 when I got my first (pogo)stick. I spent hours in front. Sure, I fell down a lot, but I never had so much fun. I could do it all day...I would hop all over town. I wasn't embarassed by how many pimples I had. I'd spent all my allowance on sticks. Then, one day I was in shock. Mr Hand from my favorite stick company gave me

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[beautykills]

yah it was fun, i just don't like it when you do yr major insecurity shit &like rummage through my stuff, that drives me insane. &think nagging/bitching solves things.