I won’t be watching the movie, “Goodbye Christopher Robin.”
All that cuteness irks me. And those all-knowing, innocent gazes that parents never see in real life because they are too busy weaning their toddlers from diapers and their adult children from heroin. Without one thank you.
At movie’s end, I’ll feel guilty for wanting to slap him, my handprint embossed on his dimpled cheek.
All that cuteness irks me. And those all-knowing, innocent gazes that parents never see in real life because they are too busy weaning their toddlers from diapers and their adult children from heroin. Without one thank you.
At movie’s end, I’ll feel guilty for wanting to slap him, my handprint embossed on his dimpled cheek.
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