No Gods, No Masters

[InThePooPoo]

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the hermit


Dear Grandpa,

I hope you check the mailbox when you get home. You never send any letters back.
You're the only one I can talk to... father is always busy, you know all the stuff he has to deal with.
Even if we could talk, I don't think he'd ever understand me.

I'm sending this to tell you about some new friends I've made.
They're like you - all they care about is that I do whatever I want to do.
No matter what other people think about it.

I think some of them might just by trying to get me to join a cult...

But it seems like they'll accept me for who I am.
I hope I'm right!
Anyways, good luck with... whatever you're doing!

Love,

Tilly