She had a voice that made Pearl Harbor seem like a lullaby.
I hated to interrupt her. I know how much a dream can be worth, but, alas... Hello.
Bir şeyleri sürekli asaletle halleden insanlar var. O şeylerin ne olduğunun önemi zaten yok.
All girls should have a poemwritten for them even if
After he graduated from college, he went to Paris and became an Existentialist. He had a photograph taken of Existentialism and himself sitting at a sidewalk cafe. Pard was wearing a beard and he look...
She told herself. Also, she had made a promise to herself that she intended on keeping. She was never going to go out with another writer: no matter how charming, sensitive, inventive or fun they coul...
People need a little loving and, God, sometimes it's sad all the shit they have to go through to find some.
You've gotsome 'Star-Spangled' nailsin your coffin, kid.That's what
With the rain fallingsurgically against the roof,I ate a dish of ice creamthat looked like Kafka's hat.It was a dish of ice creamtasting like an operating tablewith the patient staringup at the ceilin...
There are spiders living comfortably in my house while the wind howls outside. They aren't bothering anybody. If I were a fly, I'd have second thoughts, but I'm not, so I don't.
The two evening stars were now shining side by side. The smaller one had moved over to the big one. They were very close now, almost touching, and then they went together and become one very large sta...
Je reste des heures entières debout au même endroit, presque sans bouger (j’ai même vu le vent s’arrêter dans ma main)
Donner PartyForsaken, fucking in the cold,eating each other, lostrunny noses,complaining all the timelike so many
У нее был девятнадцатилетний пес, которого она глубоко любила, и пес отвечал на эту любовь тем, что очень медленно умирал от старости.Каждый день мой друг приходил на работу, и пес становился еще чуто...
Старушка допивала последние капли кофе, выцеживая их снова и снова, хотя в чашке ничего не было. Ей хотелось убедиться, что в чашке не задержалось ни капли — последнюю она выпила целых два раза.Фред Б...
We walked back to iDEATH, holding hands. Hands are very nice things, especially after they have travelled back from making love.
We call everything a river here. We are that kind of people.
Thousands of graveyards were parked in rows like cars.
The old drunk told me about trout fishing. When he could talk, he had a way of describing trout as if they were a precious and intelligent metal.
The flies were teaching an advanced seminar in philosophy as they crawled up the crack of my ass