"But I can't open the pack", she'd try to explain. "If I did, all this would collapse. A successful external reality depends on an internal vision that is left intact."
They glared at her the way any intelligent persons ought to glare when what they need is a smoke, a bite, a cup of coffee, a peice of ass, or a good fast-paced story, and all they're getting is philosophy. coolmyspace.com
My Interests
I Like: airplane food and hot skateboarders with muscles. I Don't Like: cops
