This is some sort of joke, isn't it? asks Hunt, staring at the flawless blue sky and distant fields.I cough as lightly and briefly as possible into a handkerchief I have made from a towel borrowed fro...
People needed proof that Utopia was nothing more than a theory, an illusion read in fictional stories.
On the brink of sleep I have a gloomy thought: that saving yourself is only pushing yourself even deeper into the trap rather than getting out. Dying is the only way out.
Some people's glasses are half full. I'm the one drinking them. Some people have forgotten that Pluto is still a planet. I still remember my childhood. Some people are vegans. I have common sense.Some...
You have to understand something about girls, Mick. You see 'em in the winner's circle, but you'll never find horseshit on their shoes.
