“National socialism” was a bundle of contradictions
There was only one other kid at my bus stop, this weird kid named Peter. He had a really awful dog named Pugsly who would run out of the house and bite me every week. I hated that goddamn dog and Peter hated me because once I kicked it when it bit my shoe.. I can imagine how frustrating it would be to get a woman and child out of a bad situation only to see her end up another abuser dildos, but it also incredibly exhausting for the woman who probably can figure out why she ended up with another douche. There should be more awareness about this kind of thing. You do badass work by the way, thanks.. Develop your initiative and discipline yourself: if you don know…