It's the end of the world as we know it (and I feel fine)

There was something terrifying about the world ending. There was something even more terrifying about the world ending slowly. Obviously. But there was also something very calming about the world ending, slowly, and preparing to see it through. Getting ready for that one last trip before everything was over. ---- Or;...

Loving you is rotten work (but then again, so is loving me )

For her appearance, she was no different than any other teenage girl. She had brown hair down to her upper back and brown eyes, without freckles or scars. She wore a white t-shirt and black pants, with blue sneakers. Not even her name, Sarah, was unique. There was nothing about her to draw people in or push them away...