I’m not here to change the world, just your perception of it.
Some ghosts are so quiet you would hardly know they were there.
Laying here in my grave..at last.. I am finally alone.
Call me crazy, but there is something terribly wrong with this city.
Our fiction is not merely in flight from the physical data of the actual world…it is, bewilderingly and embarrassingly, a gothic fiction, nonrealistic and negative, sadist and melodramatic – a literature of darkness and the...
You know what, your imagination works faster than your mind.
In the distance, steel-blue mountains loomed heavy on the horizon, their shoulders burdened with the same accursed snow the gods were currently depositing upon the lowlands. Between us and the mountains, the vast expanse of...
grow a girl up quick”; it was only last november that she turned seventeen.
I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.