bumping off buses and cars and subway stations and trains overflowing with the dead.
cowering behind shadows,
like the stench of battery acid, 103 more words
This is one of those features I accidentally discovered by wondering what the Quick Notes entry was doing at the bottom of my notebook lists on the left-side navigation of my OneNote client. 178 more words
Most of the time, I feel some kind of disconnection from my generation, if not from humans in general. Perhaps this is caused by the diminishing wonder in most people as they enter the world of adulthood, or such that comes with the realization that the world has its terrible parts. 298 more words