the wheel of fate crushes us all
In death, lie. In living, cry. Carry me home to remember to be remembered.
I really was alone, and the only thing worse than being alone was having everyone else see how lonely you were
It almost felt like she was sucking it all out of me, like she sucked on that sticky red lollipop, the one she kept licking as she drove.
Fate decides until challenged by the fated
I was a fine arts major in college, and a painter for many years. And I found that, like writing, art is very similar.