“Turn it up, Billy! Turn it all the way up!” Lothar is screaming at me, and I’m jacking…
It’s a mid-night sky but since the server towers went down it’s never really got dark. They’re…
They creep in the night and the feast on the souls of men. At least that’s what they say, those are the…
I can live for two months on a good compliment. — MARK TWAIN
The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls. ~ Pablo Picasso
The shower’s turned right up, hot jets of water almost tearing into my skin, washing off the last 24 hours…
“Look at that starry night sky,” she says to him as she nuzzles herself into his collarbone.