A Series of Events of Inconsesquential Consequence
Flash Friction. In no particular order.
Just that they are real stories that make no difference to each other,
which, conversely, makes the difference.
By the way, I’ve decided i’m going to write really raw.
So if you’re offended by random stories of
Strippers, drugs, being retardedly drunk,
The overuse of the word retarded,
a lot of commas and cussing,
peppersprayed with situations of
True Love and Best Friends and
Family bonds, then click over to someone else.
You’ve been warned and, legally, I’m clear.
God damn it, just read the jive. Tell me what you think.
She is Band Aid, He is Pretty Poison
The Little Boy and The Fisherman
so did you arrive at that page by “accident”?