"He was ten years old when he watched his father bash his mother's head into the counter so many times her ear hung perpendicular from her head. Nathan thought his mother would die once released by his father, but she surprised them both, remaining upright and walking stiffly over to Nathan where he'd huddled against the wood paneled wall. "
Chris, deadass, give me the friendship bracelet I made you at camp back
— Aug 17, 2026 03:48PM
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