I just hope they don't break the salt lines.
After the revolution, it was mandatory to teach them the value of labor by making them dig their own graves and tossing down the rope, taunting them to sell it back for the privilege of being hanged.
The worst were the mothers who planned ahead, staging convenient accidents to mutilate their babies just to secure a spot on the list.
"A cool 13 million from just a few camps for sparing the soul of one shit painter.. who can pass up on that ROI?"
The baby came out of her with the umbilical cord still taut around the neck, and the village doctor gave it one final pull to grant her wish.
Ever since I got my neural implants, I've been appearing in my dreams to offer fantastic discounts for Sky™ premium, with curated ads and content breaks, generated to a bias of my choosing.
The fry cook pushed his hearing aids back in place and wondered why anyone would want to order fried ice before lowering the deep fryer basket into the boiling oil.
As he screamed through the flames, the boy's father and the village priest looked at each other, knowing better than to incriminate themselves by warning the others of the coming famine.
These were happier times when Mr.Gehrig could never have imagined fame beyond his lifetime.
These were happier times when Mr.Gehrig could never have imagined fame beyond his lifetime.
This is the fourth time I'm sitting in a pregnancy ward holding another dead warmth wrapped in a towel, and I'd give anything to take back my prayers.
This is the fourth time I'm sitting in a pregnancy ward holding another dead warmth wrapped in a towel, and I'd give anything to take back my prayers.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, a new class of ballet students will take their first lessons, auditioning to be her new vessel-- the next great sensation racing to an early grave to join the 27-club.
When she leaned in and sliced her own neck with the knife we'd been playing with, I regretted my decision to secretly condition her to climax only when she uses the safeword.
Tomorrow, a new class of ballet students will take their first lessons, auditioning to be her new vessel-- the next great sensation, racing to an early grave.
As long as she remains convinced she is the real me and 'life' is worth living, I have no chance of waking up from this coma.
He's still knocking against the inside walls of my skull trying to break free, but he can't outrun a release trigger no matter how fast he thinks he is.
When child protective services found him in that drug den years later, all he knew to do was to get on all fours and bark.
When child protective services found me in that drug den years later, all I could do was get on all fours and bark every time they tried to feed me anything but dead rats or kibble.