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She was committed to the asylum because she couldn’t deal with the horribleness of the world.
I am the horribleness of the world.
It doesn’t give us a whole lot in common.
But right now, I’m all she has and as her murderer trumps down the hall she looks to me for comfort.
I give it a shot. “Relax,” I whisper. “You’re already dead.”
I am the horribleness of the world.
It doesn’t give us a whole lot in common.
But right now, I’m all she has and as her murderer trumps down the hall she looks to me for comfort.
I give it a shot. “Relax,” I whisper. “You’re already dead.”
Cracked
Oh, this is looking good!!
