Games
I snipped the cherries but left the banana.” She gave him a knowing look. “God,” said Sir Sun. “No, not God. Me. I did it.” She pointed at herself.
The image of May shoving the gun down her lace panty butt crack and drawing it like an old west cowboy is too much. Who are we? Who the fuck are we? Supergirls for real, that’s who.
What’s that supposed to mean, ‘a passin’ hunger?’ I ATE my fuckin’ girlfriend! An’ we ain’t talkin’ little fuckin’ love bites or a bit of a chew—I went wild kingdom on her ass! It was like a pig pickin’ after fuckin’ Lent-FUCK!
Monsters, show me the monsters: these people out on the street. My people.
This isn't where I intended to be. Killing a person has a funny way of getting your life off-track.
This isn't where I intended to be. Killing a person has a funny way of getting your life off-track. (Dark City Lights)
The train hit her with the sound of a meat-filled hefty bag smacking the pavement, and the effect was much the same, I guess. (Dark City Lights)
Extinguish even the wee annoyance, as it will grow to become evil!
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