it’s beauty marred by a single seeping hole in an otherwise perfect forehead

What he wouldn’t admit to himself now were the years of insomnia ahead that this horror in front of him would birth.

Every once in a while, reality would bitch slap me in the face like a week old fish, rotten and sour,

Every once in a while, reality would bitch slap me in the face like a week old fish, rotten and sour,

The first drag was calming as it rolled through her mouth and down into her throat. She watched as the smoke danced from the end of her pill and then was pulled through the window, out into the night air

None of those things made Charlene feel better about having killed him. He was a human, just another man, and she had ended his life.

None of those things made Charlene feel better about having killed him. He was a human, just another man, and she had ended his life.

I had the memories of a monster stuck on the part of the brain where dreams used to live

I had the memories of a monster stuck on the part of the brain where dreams used to live