Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing.

I read a Wall Street Journal article about fanfiction authors going mainstream, and I just…

Wooow look at the shiny new girl group.
Please forget that our company is falling apart


the only truth I’ve found so far is through that retrograde zoom on film noir starlets’ faces as their eyes well up with glossy grey tears. A glint occurs usually just once or twice, so brightly that it almost cancels out the actress’ iris- head still tilting backward, old footage trembling til the frame is dashed.


When you cry behind the wheel and the road looks like the sea but the car stays hopelessly afloat.


26/150 of charming Song Qian