Might. Is there any opiate more powerful than that word?
Libba BrayMots clés hope
A token of bathroom stoner etiquette.
Libba BrayEvery girl was once a prinsess
Libba BrayI'm a librarian, not an oracle.
Libba BrayPero el perdón...Me aferraré a esa frágil porción de esperanza y la mantendré cerca de mi, recordando que en cada uno de nosotros hay cosas buenas y malas, luz y oscuridad, arte y dolor, elecciones y lamentaciones.
Libba BrayWe all walk in a land of dreams. For what are we but atoms and hope, a handful of stardust and sinew? We are weary travelers trying to find our way home on a road that never ends. Am I a part of your dream? or are you but a part of mine?
Libba BrayMots clés dreams going-bovine
These words have been sanitized for your protection. An adjective and a noun, respectively.
Libba BrayRetaliation is a dog chasing its tail
Libba BrayAgent Jones switched to the big screen and a grainy video of MoMo sitting at his enormous desk, a swivel-hipped Elvis clock ticking behind his bewigged head. 'Death to the capitalist pigs! Death to your cinnamon bun-smelling malls! Death to your power walking and automatic car windows and I'm With Stupid T-shirts! The Republic of ChaCha will never bend to your side-of-fries -drive -through-please-oh-would-you-like-ketchup-with-that corruption! MoMo B. ChaCha defies you and all you stand for, and one day, you will crumble into the sea and we will pick up the pieces and make them into sand art.
Libba BrayMots clés death capitalism ketchup cinnamon-buns fries i-m-with-stupid power-walking
Adina appealed to the sky. "We asked for rescue and you sent us incompetent rockstar pirates with a broken ship and perfect abs?"
"Thank you, God," Petra said.
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