It was March 9, 2013; the hangover from my birthday was still vivid. It hit me like a gunshot. "I'm leaving you. your love for me is more than I want”. Now I could be reborn.

I don't go anywhere, but I'm never still. In truth, I'm always somewhere else. When I'm here, I'm also there. C’mon try to eat the flesh. where are you going? San Francisco?

"you control bots always after a girl's digits. " were the automaton Maddie9x27's retort. This was not a hostage situation. Doesn't need to be one either. Not if control bot Uther5

Knee to the groin guy was telling a small audience how he got his nickname. Literally a knee to the groin. His real name was

ed himself in the tiny squirrel mirror in his bathroom. Both faces knew he would fail. He couldn't convince himself. The other squirrels will get their comeuppance and rue the day

anybody's concern. Let them learn early the cold hard facts of life. IF they were lucky they lived in a two parent house with expectations as to the minimum floor. Convoluted, may

cker. I was tempted on every side to stray off the path. Wicked women, fearsome wraiths who spoke with muted breath.Singing their siren song into your ear. "Come to the river's

"You boys ain't from around here, are ya?" "I know enough to hide my pecker. He's a cinch in his next fight." But he said it in a salacious way that made me feel dirty for learing

lle mae in the coal bin while ma and pa siphoned off from the dregs of society. A society we all lived in.

heathen with my backwoods'ways A Cro-Magnon drugstore cowboy; Wanted for a ruckus in the back room the other night. But I'm innocent it was my evil twin, Sinclair Victor . Who has

the rest of conversation was even more unreal. the man from London was completely drunk and in 4 minutes he felt asleep. after a while Polly came and start crying: “why are you

shudder. This truly was a last dance...with Mary Jane. One more time to kill the pain huh. And what a pair we make. The old familiar scene. The dance. The dress. The hat.

-You need.. to st.. stop. All of.. this.. I managed to summon enough muscle memory to mumble a few words. I was nearly paralised from head to toe. My words fell on deaf ears and ev

It drives him so mad he can't even look at him, so the baby cries all the time piercing his eardrums right to the base of his skull where the madness keeps growing.

idn't know what mothballs were. 'those things you stick in your wardrobe! the white thingies!' I screamed losing my patience. The spirit could turn beyond exorcism at any point.

I started to shiver in fear and cold sweat. I knew the risks but I still had high hopes that no one would discover the decapitated head in the back.

"I knew it!" said Danny quite pleased with the reveal "Now, is there a particular woman that you actually like?" continued hoping to unravel the whole truth with a cheeky smirk.

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singing the Declaration of Independence to the tune of Apple Bottom Jeans. Mack looked at me, confused, but his reaction paled in comparison to the optometrist beside him. She

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