Thunderbirds is go!
Those kids who were... cool
What I aspired to be- to transcend
From awkward chubby ginger, to some kinda
Myth
The bankings
A wash of denim, cheap cider and flowering pheromones
Trains no longer passed, but
Away from prying eyes, and Stringers finest
The juggernaut of youth still ploughed through
Faceless passed me a bottle
Faithless I sank, and swigged at fu...
Friday 8th February 2019 5:34 pm
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