One day you’re going to see her holding hands with someone who took your chance. She won’t even notice you because she’s busy laughing at the stupid jokes he make. And it will burn your heart seeing that beautiful smile on her face and realizing that you’re not the reason. And then it will finally … More Always

I. Can’t. Talk.

The spew was rolling along my palate when the elevator stopped at the third floor. The door opened and in walked an elegant, mid-twenties woman, someone I could envision cutting ceremonial ribbons at an important event. She pressed a button, settled in one corner, and after checking her bouffant on the mirror, turned to me.

“My goodness, it’s so hot outside, no?” … More I. Can’t. Talk.

Fun Run

“Yeah, but I think this is better for both of us.” Ms. Vulture said, her eyeballs performing a double axle, triple lutz, triple
loop combo of sarcasm. … More Fun Run