Blackthorn Grange is being built over some kind of cemetery? I ask, turning
Saturday morning, the place is packed with gossiping old men.
Swear to God, while I was in a coma my wife seems to have embraced reality television to a degree that's genuinely terrifying. I guess
A straight line is certainly the quickest way from one point to another, but it's rarely the most interesting.
I did locate her eyeballs, they were in another part of her body,
Ahead of us, the three corpses stare in different directions, each with glassy dead eyes.
You can end up imagining all sorts of things that feel completely real. Or ignoring things that are real.
It's as if the entire city has suddenly disappeared. Or rather, the city is still there, but all the people are gone.
From now on, I intend to be entirely selfish, and for me that means reading.
What are we, The Addams Family?
The important thing is this: I dreamed of returning to this life of tranquility, and now here I am. Nothing can disturb me.
That God would put such monsters among us seemed... incompatible with the idea of a just and good world.
Nurse Winter stares at me, her face looking blank for a moment. Are you sure? she asks. Positive,
It matters not where a person is from, but rather what they do with themselves.
If it makes you feel any better, I promise I'll enjoy your suffering immensely. That's just the kind of bitch I am.
Sometimes I wonder how he survives with such a terrible sense of smell. Maybe
I guess some people don't ever really change. They just learn to be better liars.
After all, I am doing the best I can, but she will always be missing.
Screams as I drag her back over to the counter. I grab the knife and plunge it down into her chest, stabbing her repeatedly until she's just a lifeless lump of meat and bone. For a moment, it's as if...
Long as I don't start finding ears and stuff, Anna replied, I think it'll be okay. Ha!