Every now and again I'll think about this day when a kid wearing cleats stomped on my hand on the playground. I thought I could see the bone in my middle finger. I can't remember anymore if I could actually see the bone, but time will do that.
"I won't say no. How could I?"
This Talking Is Only Bravado
10:30 am • 25 July 2012 • 6 notes
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