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“i’d just wait and know that it will happen,” she said. guess she read the secret. mindwaves and all that, bringing you what you are focused on. our angels are all broken. lies disguised by grace, great beauty. get close … Continue reading →

“death death death,” they screamed/chanted, enchanted. they were known as the last lost girls. lived alone on a island, never bothered by the eyes of men. they danced naked in the forest, fields and ocean. they roasted a boar with … Continue reading →

milk was always alone but he wasn’t exactly lonely. there was a peaceful solitude to it- to not be bothered by other people. sometimes he’d wonder what things would be like otherwise though, abortion to have a wife or child. … Continue reading →

lady skullfucker said kanye sucks dick. and jude law’s one of the most gorgeous guys on the planet. tabitha was smoking a j with her. weed aroma wafted in the air, illness combichrist playing in the bg. computer broke n … Continue reading →

they drove through rainy streets in the deathmobile, order never knowing when it would randomly stop or start to downpour again. she held a tiny shiny scythe in her hand. her eyes blinked like glowbugs, apocalypso suns.

“don’t do that. now-a-days chicks like money and big dicks,” molly sharpened her knife. she was smoking an e-cigarette and staring at the stars. cool under the death lights, she smiled. hearts under december, a freight liner whistle blows. wisps … Continue reading →

“we’re living in the dying age,” she whispered. golden eyes seemed to have cracks inside. “i can’t love; i don’t love anything, not even myself.” we walked down the red hallway, hand-in-hand. the floor was lined with velvet. there were … Continue reading →

“we’re now entering the empty zone, ampoule ” the synthetic flight attendant intoned. she wore a tiny blue paper hat above red hair. her eyes were bullets, medical seeing through all they surveyed. yellow and red lizards slithered up the … Continue reading →

estrella corazon polished her gun tenderly. “amor” was etched on the right side. she lived in the city of santa diablo. skeletons of monkeys traipsed through smoky streets. a mime on a twenty-foot unicycle rode by, clinic grinning maniacally. a … Continue reading →

“PsychoCop for Sheriff,” the sign said. A huge billboard towered above it: “HELL IS REAL. (insert cliche Bible verse).” sun reflected off waves like knives. “i’m a machine,” she swallowed beck’s beer. the curve of her waist was amazing. “you … Continue reading →