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possessed three pairs of bluejeans, four pairs of Jockey shorts, a clunker Ford (with a good radio), occasional suicidal ideations, and a broken heart.
I certainly wasn’t going to call him come here you old sonofoabitch, at least not yet. Maybe when we knew each other better.
“I can’t understand why people use religion to hurt each other when there’s already so much pain in the world,� Mrs. Shoplaw said. “Religion is supposed to comfort.�
All I can say is what you already know: some days are treasure. Not many, but I think in almost every life there are a few.
The last good time always comes, and when you see the darkness creeping toward you, you hold on to what was bright and good. You hold on for dear life.
