We're sitting in the dark willing to sell our souls for another peppermint with enough uranium to give a terrorist a wet dream. - Diana

In the land of the blind, a one eyed man is king

I had a hard childhood. Hard for my parents. Not that bad for me.

She placed her palm over his wound, pressing as hard as she dared. She would stop the blood. She would hold him and stop his life from escaping. She would hold life inside him and he wouldn’t die

But when reality was hopeless, fantasy became more and more necessary.

Oh, Snap," I say. "What?" "Sorry. I was flashing back to 2005.

She was scared. Scared of dying.