Everything changes. You believe the words. You nod and trust.
Despite every effort...it does not work.
You are left. Waiting for the end.
And every minute feels like an hour.
You refuse to believe.
Nothing else matters.
You sit in a park and he looks at you with a smile.
You smile back with a heavy heart.
You realize that very soon you will have to play god.
About the Funhouse
I'm glad you're here
Vernacular photography is my thing...
Well, that and photos of
plastic covered couches...
Enjoy the pie...
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QSL Cards and other crapola
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Cherish life my friends
Every day above ground
Is a good day
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