Storm Claims the Lives on Many Souls, Few Survive the Tyrannous Winds
by Derek King

Perhaps the hardest part about stumbling upon something that you had forgotten are the flood of memories that follow. You notice how easy it once all seemed, or how carefree, or even how intelligent you seemed, how innocent. Nostalgia is a quieter form of regret. A  ( Read more... )

...ALLOW ME TO MOLEST YOUR FACE!!!! MUAAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!

I didn't think there were that many Eskimoes left... They must be hiding in Antartica. ::shakes fist at Antartica::

Crackle crackle crackle. Hiss Hiss Hiss. Spark Spark Spark ( Read more... )

And, today shall forever be known as The Day-That-is-Two-Days-Before-School. Yes, and Friday shall forever be referred to as Damn...School ( Read more... )

I wonder how video cameras feel... always watching people's lives, but never allowed to live one ( Read more... )

....To buy a lightbulb ( Read more... )

5 minutes of my Life as written by Charles Dickens ( Read more... )

That's right! The elusive double-post day!!! DUN DUN DUN!!! No, it does not mean that the world is coming to an end, or that I'm moving to the Moon, but instead to reassure you all in what you all know; that I should rule the world ( Read more... )

The sky darkens and swells, the swirls of threads mold together, spinning and expanding. The clouds expand over the horizon growing, expanding like some sort of organism just waiting to split. They grow larger, taller, wider, higher, constantly getting bigger and darker, more threatening and all encompassing. A monster, a beast that consumes the ( Read more... )

Drip, crash, drip, flash. Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, CRASH! Dripdrip, drip ( Read more... )