He sits, bottle feeding his wife’s killer
It’s been speculated that Ernest Hemingway won a contest of which the objective was to write the most upsetting six-word story story possible.
His entry: “For sale: Baby shoes, never worn.”
“The red washing down the bath tub can’t change the colour of the sea at all.”—Derrick Brown, Instead of Killing Yourself
(Source: blazeberg, via the-hylian)
life became a sour taste in his mouth; a foul addiction, a bad habit.
“The ultimate indulgence we struggle to break. A disappointing temporary engagement of sensory stimulation.”
Pickle pie, who am I? A hogwash of shackles and fickle wee cackles and old manly rites and a shoe.
