Blood City III: The Massacre. I'd read the summary of it online, and frankly, it sounded like the directors had just decided to film my life.
Besides, information was like weaponry. Better to have it and not need it than need it and not have it.
Be calm. Be Zen. You are Buddha.
BRADY’S GLASS-WALLED OFFICE is about the size and shape of a votive candleholder.
Awwww, lame, we're not going to disneyworld. (said by the amazing talking dog, Total)
Attempting to drive a car before you find and release the parking brake is like trying to drag a Saint Bernard into a bathtub. But
At that instant, I knew exactly what I wanted out of life: this. This feeling, this happiness, this embrace.
Assume nothing, question everything.
Around three that Sunday afternoon, in the community of Arbutus, a suburb of Baltimore, Tess Aaliyah parked on Francis Street
Ari smiled. The sun was shining, the weather was great, he was eating ice cream, and all his dreams were about to come true.
Are you fangalicious? -Jess, a random bloggerI could never be as fangalicious as you'd want me to be.-Fang
Another day. Get up and face it.
And no southern jokes, please. Ick.
Advanced life-forms, my seweet patootie. Jerks. Both of them.
607. But
You’re a big loser,
Why can't you just get out of here and leave me alone?i bellowed.i can't! dylan shouted back,his face twisted with an anger i'd never seen from him.you can,i said through gritted teeth.just point your...
Want the world to know how I felt about her. But now
Tee-hee
Smudged with black powder. Every mirror, every painting, had been taken down from the walls. Even the benign and wise Charlie Clapper was disgusted: The Baileys had a lot of friends and a lot of parti...