Brandon Zhang
It was a rite of passage that marked my transition from powerless child to supreme sovereign. I could hear the blood flowing in my ears, a horrible rhythm, as I lifted my tiny hand and gave the command. My nostrils flared when the blade, a beautiful but indestructible thing, came down on the back of my father’s neck, severing his head from the rest of his body.
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Aëla Labbé
The woman who works in the office points out where Anna and Mildred walked together, where Mildred pulled out a pistol and shot Anna, then herself, because of a man named Jack. Mildred survived, went to the asylum in Waterbury, where she stayed until her family took her away. Anna died, not in the tower where both the women are standing now, but in the field. The woman who does not work in the office asks the woman who does why Anna would be here. "I don't know," says the woman who works in the office. And then, "I don't think she's here." And then, "I don't know why she would be."
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via Bladerunner
It all began when a fucking idiot blindsided me with an old-fashioned skateboard. I got knocked down two flights and broke my leg.
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Helmut Newton
I paused at the threshold of my bedroom, waiting to soak in the emptiness of the one person I would never see in there again. I was greeted with a somber smile that seemed like a hard slap across the face on that November day.
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