“And then hot girls in fuck all clothes had to munch on bugs to get high at night clubs.”
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I am not lonely, you are lonely. Shut up!!
Something is Blooming – Part 2
I do not have cops in my pocket, Mr Jones, and while I might be a man who colours outside of the lines, the kind of clout, influence and willingness to take risks is not something I’m interested in.
Something is Blooming By D.I. Jolly
“You’re here, Mr. Jones, because a woman in a red dress told you to be here. Because she cried in your office and then offered you a lot of money and sweet sorrowful lies. The same reason you do everything.”
Power Outage By D.I. Jolly
There’s something you don’t know about nightmares.
Insanity 4 by D.I. Jolly
“Never let it be said that the apocalypse wasn’t beautiful.”
Freestyler By D.I. Jolly
Harry Washington, age 8 and a half, started to wonder what his mom’s hair would look like in zero gravity.
Freestyler 2 By D.I. Jolly
Josh put down his beer, distantly aware that it was somehow to blame for the conversation he was having.
Shame By D.I. Jolly
Deep down I know it’s a lie. I’m just a bit ashamed to admit it sometimes.