We had no time to prepare. Just lucky we were on the outskirts of the blast’s kill zone; how fortunate we were to have not been vaporized on the spot. Except, come to think of it, more than a few of us have daydreamed of switching places with the dead at this point.
… two … one … impact.
My ears are ringing and out of no where, the world’s taking on an odd greyish orange haze. One minute it’s a...
I was the 86th baby to be born in the Retreat. It’s funny that it’s called the Retreat. Insinuating this place is an escape to paradise, a trip to a ritzy, ever-sunny resort. The reality is the world finally nuked the shit out of each other, and the air’s set to be radioactive for the next 2 centuries. Until that fateful day comes, we have the Retreat. The Retreat is the last of humankind’s underg...
I wasn’t the town outcast, or the black sheep of the village. This isn’t some Hester Prynne type shit. But when you’re that isolated… your imagination does tend to have a flair for the dramatic.
For the popularity The Truman Show received… kinda insane scores of Americans don’t realize they’re living it. Cookie cutter towns with cookie cutter problems that are resolved neatly (as always) but stil...
When I was young, people always told me I would be a heartbreaker. I don’t think this is what they meant.
It always begins the same. We meet in a cafe, work, on the street, whatever. Where we meet is not relevant. We chat it up, go on a few dates, and damn it, I fall for them, yet again. What makes me different, a little quirk of mine I guess you can say, is when I get into a relationship, it doe...