62.EagleMary was crazy. She never cared what anybody thought, nor did she ever think about what anyone might care for. She just lived. She was temperamental and almost strategically spontaneous, but at least she was alive. She was wild. She was real. She always won at Truth or Dare, somehow twisting all the truth from it and putting more and more pressure on me until I cracked. I was always the one who cracked. Shed beat me at poker over and over again, and at life. She never seemed to give up on pushing me further and further toward the edge, but at least she was original. She was somebody .62.Eagle6 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
and anybody whos somebody would want to get out of this dump , she said, for about the millionth time, puckering up her little face as we all packed into the Gore hall on the last day of school.
The teachers motioned for us to shut up, and we did, sort of, before the final hymn began. Completely distracted, we half-heartedly hummed along to it. The key was
29.Earth29.Earth6 years ago in Open More Like This
You'd better like it here, kid
Because it's not like you can leave.