College Is Like A Fountain

The Girl's Lover Was Gone, But His Shadow Was Still There.

A Short Story Is Something That You Can Hold In Your Mind. You Can Really Analyze How The Entire Thing Works, Like A Machine

I Ran. I Ran Until My Muscles Burned And My Veins Pumped Battery Acid. Then I Ran Some More.

After Long Enough, Everyone In The World Will Be You Enemy.

There Are The Most Fantastic, Beautiful Things And People Out There. It’s Up To You To Find Them.