It's Just a Ride.
I missed you every day. The heartache was too strong to bare. So I thought about reaching out. The night before I had a dream in which I was searching for you. But when I eventually did find you, looking sexy and ready for a night at the club, I was ignored. Finally, after persisting,... Continue Reading →
"...your reflection, walking across the path in the distance. It stares at you, and then as soon as you begin to form the question, "What the f*** am I looking at?", it disappears. If the legend holds true, it was one of the last things you'll ever see.
"I doubt you're reading this. / But if you ever did read this, just know that / your ghost follows me sometimes."
“For the working man in need of some toast on the go!” she said. Ezekiel thought it was dumber than the plastic knife set that never needed sharpening.
"I brought the book to class without opening it. I went in blind. And nothing could have prepared me for the thirst of knowledge that this book would instill. It was the catalyst for my interest in aliens, and in particular abduction, cases."
"I was raised during the golden age of horror television, particularly for kids."
"Others will be enraptured with happiness and good fortune, wondering in the back of their heads, "Could it be possible that this feeling will end?"
"If you want to be a writer, read. Read, then read some more."
"There is nothing like you, there was nothing like you, and there shall be nothing like you." Thanks, cup of Yogi tea. I really needed that today.
