Underpants
My days without underpants are charting really, really well.
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Once you’re grown up you can’t come back.
“Have fun storming the castle” I yelled, mixing fairy tales.
All I got is this photograph and I realise you’re not coming back anymore.*
“So my mom never tells me not to do drugs – she tells me all about the drugs that she did in the 1980s.”
