Maybe all the strings inside him broke.
French. Feel. Finger. Fuck.
I didn't know what to say to her - I was caught in a love triangle with one dead side.
As we walked, I kept taking glances at her through the crowd, quick snapshots: a photographic series entitled Perfection Stands Still While Mortals Walk Past.
When she fucked up all those years ago, just a little girl terrified into paralysis, she fell onto the enigma of herself.
To find Margo Roth Spiegelman, you must become Margo Roth Spiegelman. And I had done many of the things she might have done: I had engineered a most unlikely prom coupling. I had quieted the hounds of...
The pigs can't stop the fox; I'm too quick,' Takumi said to himself. I can rhyme while I run; I'm that slick.
With a sigh, he grabbed hold of his chair and lifted himself out of it, then wrote on the blackboard: How will we ever get out of this labyrinth of suffering? - A.Y.'I'm going to leave that up for the...
I'm really not up for answering any questions that start with how, when, where, why or what.
And now life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future-you go to high school so you can go to college so you can get a good job so you can get a nice house so you can af...
Dear Teens at Starbucks wearing 'Abstain from Sex 2 Attain Ur Goals' t-shirts: Doesn't it depend on what my goals are?
There is no Them. There are only facets of Us.
It is so hard to leave-until you leave.
And yes, again, that was it exactly. A retyper and not a writer. A prodigy and not a genius.
She'd obviously read the book many times before, and so she read flawlessly and confidently, and I could hear her smile in the reading of it, and the sound of that smile made me think that maybe I wou...
Could the two people who are making out please be quiet? the Colonel asked loudly from his sleeping bag. Those of us who are not making out are drunk and tired.
She loved mysteries so much that she became one.
Just move to the Internet, its great here. We get to live inside where the weather is always awesome.
I wish I knew how to quit you, Tumblr.
We should do something, I said. Can the something be play blind-guy video games while sitting on the couch? Yeah, that’s just the kind of something I had in mind. So we sat there for a couple hours ta...