For a shadow, you hit like a sledgehammer!” The words barely escape before something else slams into the base of my skull embedding most of my upper body in the wall and all but removing...

A lie’s true power cannot be accurately measured by the number of people who believe its deception when it is told, it must be measured by the number of people who will go out after...

Jehovah’s Witness? Don’t sweat it. I’m going to hell, already booked my ticket. Bright side? I’m pagan. Your hell is my heaven… if for no other reason than you won’t be there.

No, Deputy. Because he is real, and he is really like that, and you should run.

He was in hell. Worse than that, he was in hell, and someone had set it on repeat.

She looked at him like it physically hurt her not to speak, and yet she stayed silent.

I’ve done some soul searching… Looked deep within myself, ya know? I’ve reached the conclusion that ‘Fuck You!’ is my spirit animal, and some mother fuckers are going to pay. You can help me or...

Often, things are left unsaid. Everyone is guilty of thinking and feeling things… of loving or appreciating others… and of taking for granted that those others will just be there… to continue to share life’s...

See, I can talk to the pretty man like a real grown up if I try hard enough.

This was too much for him to handle. It was like watching memories of his life play out from a different camera angle, sometimes with new scenes added. He was living DVD extras.

Like all men who look this good, Frank has no interest in women.

Seriously. I’m not saying five-star… I’m saying go on Expedia and find a place that actually has stars… any stars.

Standing in front of him I wipe his liquid from the corner of my mouth and stare deeply. I can see the panic in his eyes. I can smell his fear, deep, rich and growing,...

Did we come for bait?

I’m not, you piece of shit. Now, I’m running at you.

It must be horny douchebag day,” she mumbled under her breath as she slid the bag’s strap up on her shoulder.

We can go somewhere more private if you’d like… Buck” I whisper softly in his ear, pulling back almost as slowly as the wicked grin spreads across my face. His perverse smile hides nothing. I...

Hey, Captain Neckbeard! Less talky-talky, more worky-worky!” Wednesday shouted rudely down at the man who had been changing the tire. She wasn’t planning on taking shit from a tow truck driving hick today or any...

Pretending to care what men think is an art. It takes moments to learn, but lifetimes to master. I’d like to believe I’m an expert.