Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t sto — Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
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Margie Flynn was in my head like a bad cold, blurring everything. It was a new kind of loneliness, a hurt I couldn’t stop picking at.

— Chris Fuhrman, The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys
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