WAY TO GO With my char broiled skin, I walked a lonely black tar road. According to some, my life might have been a wreck but I was not from the wreckage. There was no auto accident. I was not an accident. Everything had been planned. I had escaped from burning Hell. As I walked and crunched along,... Sign in to see full entry.
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