It was brief. Then she died.
Dementia came. I no longer remember.
Once upon a time: the end.
Forming characters! Whose? Our own or others? Both. And in that momentous fact lies the peril and responsibility of our existence. - Elihu Burritt
Member of the Maverick's Biker Club - Now crashing through walls instead of just..walking into them.
Mary tried to win. She lost.
I came. I saw. Bored now.
Husband left. Cat cried. Me, too.
Silk slip, satin sheets. Hot damn!
Moonlight, shared orange, quoted poetry. Memorable.
Full U-haul. Fire extinguisher engages. Uh-oh.
Aquamarine pool, bikini-clad mermaid dives in.
Proud Female Rider in Maverick's Bike Club.
There was conflict, it was resolved.
She hated him. They later married.
Born with promise. Died of pustules.
Why do we always come here?
I guess we'll never know.
It's like a kind of torture,
To have to watch this show.
Those who commit suicide, are impatient.
He loved her, She killed him.
Complex in Context, Searching for God and Knowlege.
She came. She saw. She ate.
I pulled the hotel fire alarm.