I muse about  life, go off on tangents, so on and so forth.

Alessandra can't be in love. it doesn't exist anymore. Then why is her heart beating fast? Why are her hands shaking? Why can't she stop thinking about him? In a world where emotions are manufactured… more

Fledglings are wonderful manipulators. Although they do not feel pain, they pretend that they do. They twist up their faces and cry when they are hit in order to receive sympathy, but Everett… more