>>1401049cont. I wouldn't have the balls...
The breeze would be blowing, the men would be shuffling every few seconds or minutes in the gravel, their countenance would be humble, serious, innocent..fairly idiotic, but innocent..
With drugs. With drugs I could do it. I'd fucking tear my shirt off and and demand a fucking snarling fight if they dared reproach my animal will to change.
When I sobered up, I'd stare long into a well of questions