“I want to be a cop, but I don’t share that very often with people in my neighborhood. I don’t want them to look at me differently. The police around here seem to work under the assumption that you’re.
he tells me random stories every night when we’re falling asleep. last night’s story was about a chipmunk who felt lonely because he was the only chipmunk who liked flapper music from the humans of new york
“Last month I had an accident that destroyed my tractor, and now my life has been ruined. I’d saved for that tractor for three years. When I finally bought it, I was so happy. Things seemed to finally.