What’s the point of something if you don’t remember it? Where do the memories go once they slip away from autonomous control? And then something terrible happened, an allegory that defies description, played out in real life and real time, and passersby were looking at me—knives in their eyes, that only grazed the contours of my face and thus cannot be considered too dangerous or onerous. 463 more words
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A creation whose sole purpose was to be ignored by everything that mattered to it, dehumanized—embrace the ground, act as though atoms no longer circulate. Pale horizons taste like cotton candy while fictional characters attempt to undermine all social ambition, any spiritual longing will do for that type. 5,216 more words
Crazed lycanthropes. Check.
A Wiccan cult lead by a vivacious vamp. Check.
A random dwarf. Err…Check.
And Christopher Lee donning some awesome shades whilst blending into a night club scene. 187 more words
The Suicide Squad is the name a group of adolescents from the 90’s gave themselves after getting their hands on the comic book of the same name. 567 more words