The time referred to by my family as…


the time when,
Billy…well, the funny thing is, he is the exact opposite of my family. So, consider this: raised by certified geniuses who beat the shit out of each other and then sexually molested me as the youngest of the tribe, only I am not related, and that is the twisted fucked up part, but I am over that already ‘coz everyone I admire is already dead or should be. There’s a short list
of lies
and those are the ones who hear the joke, as the fireball Kahuna said. And, yes, I can’t forget my debts, I hope to pay them off, write my version of Typee, record my exile and paint my masterpiece. That’s all.

1 thought on “The time referred to by my family as…

  1. Jesus. A whole vivid story in one paragraph. Raw. Kick-ass!

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