Nicholas Sparks And Other Reasons Why I Hate Making Out In The Rain
Naturally, there came a morning soon after when we woke up stunned by an unexpected loss of interest.
Naturally, there came a morning soon after when we woke up stunned by an unexpected loss of interest.
I had heard him threaten mankind with domination before; I had heard his fantasies, only mildly serious, about leading a cult with an iron fist, looking out over a society of minions bowing in pure submission.
. I’m not scared of death, I’m just scared of the checkpoints along the way; the merciless reminders that it’s a slow and steady process riddled with yet more lessons, yet more Champion shirts and Dockers khakis, and yet more hair peeking out of places it was not occupying the day before.