The day after you lose your best friend is actually worse than the day that you watch him hang. Because at least while you’re watching him die, the whole thing has an air of reality somehow, even if it’s the worst reality you’ve ever experienced. But...
Imitation of Prose of the World Order by Jean Day a crown of thorns is not cliché 2000 years ago just painful like the pottery bits tied in the leather whip that moves faster than the speed of sound even though they don’t know sound has a speed and a cross is not a...
