Child Prays For Painless Death Of Kid With Cool Toy
I’m addicted to toys.
This addiction caused me to steal from my son. It has made me sniff old figurines and weep (nostalgia smells like plastic and rubber articulating limbs). And my addiction has encouraged me to wish evil on other children.
I remember Christmas at my great grandmother’s. What did she get me? Winterwear. Mittens, socks, hats. Not a…