1987. Sandy Lake, Pennsylvania.
Our basement.
And Guns ‘n’ Roses plays while my brother, sister, and I rock out. My brother was always Axl. Because, well, he was the oldest and that’s just the way it was.
Enjoy.
1987. Sandy Lake, Pennsylvania.
Our basement.
And Guns ‘n’ Roses plays while my brother, sister, and I rock out. My brother was always Axl. Because, well, he was the oldest and that’s just the way it was.
Enjoy.
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From short stories to poetry to just her opinions on life. Heather writes it all.
Prime my subconscious, one hint at a time
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Oh…. what a trip down memory lane… Is this a new weekly series you are starting? If so, I’m already looking forward to the next one!
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Yes, it is. 😁
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