.....When I was younger I was picked on relentlessly. I was so pathetic, that even a foster kid, who was probably experiencing the shit-hole we sometimes call a foster-care system, would degrade me, and this was what, head-start, kindergarten? Fat Lazy Loser Poor Pathetic Dirty Stupid.... My friends were the kids on the edges of … Continue reading Sticks and Stones Were the Games We Played