holding the thing Charlie had given me in the woods that afternoon.
The webs been thinking… Charlie is just a sad little boy underneath all of this, one whose found a little group of friends that will believe him which empowers him to keep pushing & pushing, with every lie believed he gets bolder and before long he’s believing them himself. Everything will be made up, planned, set in motion so it folds out as perfect as a perfectionist could perfect it. Yes 3 words, but all 3 have slightly different perspectives and connotations and hey I landed in another P word to perfect it, make that two ;)