It is unsatisfying but also deeply satisfying to have everything tied up neatly.
Even if those ghosts were ourselves, from four years ago.
It turned out… yes! It was a Chekhovian power pole.
“A big rat jumped plop into the scum.” Is that a quotation from James Joyce?
Most venues in Taiwan allow you to bring snacks from outside
How The English Patient almost ruined my life.
She had chestnut curls and wore a necklace of skulls and an open-back tee that fit her like a loincloth.
She may have been a Free People model, but I was too emotionally downtrodden to deliver compliments.
I want to chill out on a starry reflected ocean side with bunch of glowing sea creatures but now I have to go to a bank
Chocolate paste and kinako on a piece of bread, that’s my dinner.
If we forsook cop films for a century there would be nary a loss to civilization.