July 13, 2018, 04:41 PM
She turned her head up to peer at Colt, a weed dangling out of her mouth as she scowled.
These,she said with a wide swipe of her paw,
aren't supposed to BE HERE. I didn't plant these. But they just keep.. sprouting. They're never ending.
She didn't know shit about gardening, but she was pretty sure that meant that she had failed.
The ones that aren't nice and neat in the rows we made? Those are all weeds.
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i love the smell of gasoline, i light the match to taste the heat - by Fire - July 08, 2018, 07:16 PM
RE: i love the smell of gasoline, i light the match to taste the heat - by Colt RIP - July 09, 2018, 07:41 PM
RE: i love the smell of gasoline, i light the match to taste the heat - by Fire - July 13, 2018, 04:41 PM
RE: i love the smell of gasoline, i light the match to taste the heat - by Colt RIP - July 13, 2018, 11:27 PM