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| ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** The older kids are cool and offer tidbits of advice, like: don't get struck by lightning because when it hits, it cracks your ribs, splitting them open and exposing your organs to all the elements they're meant to protect, like thunder shaking the ground and jumbling them all together in a gruesome blender. From the top of the church steps, I can see where they end in a shroud of eerie fog and say something like: "I'm at the top of the world." And they all exchange glances and laugh about how crossfaded I am as they pass me back the brown paper bag and lean against the cold stone pillars. The smoke trails from our cigarettes collide midair in a dangerous dance and my new friends show me how to inhale proper so it burns my lungs optimally until I look at them with dark eyes that beg: please just horrify me, and I know I can trust them to do their best at chipping away what's left of my innocence. |
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