

My Mum vs. The ZombiesMy mother is the sort of woman who would go out to loot the shops during the zombie apocalypse and still come back with wholemeal bread and organic juice drinks. I would always have assumed this, but I only knew it to be true now because that was exactly what had happened. Wholemeal bread, organic orange juice, blueberry breakfast bars and a six-pint of skimmed milk. If that had been me sent to do the shopping, I wouldve raided the chocolate and wine.My Mum vs. The Zombies
Theres nothing moving out there, Mum said, matter-of-factly, dumping the shopping on the kitchen table. Bloodied bodies littering the road on the way t


The ChairSandra nudged Clive hard in the ribs, which appeared to wake him up, although she hadnt noticed hed actually been asleep. She whispered, This is it. Two muscled men bought a chair onto the front stage and rested it next to the auctioneer.The Chair
It was a large armchair with salmon and yellow patterns all over it, and a threadbare white cushion on it. The arms were covered in the same material, save for the ends where varnished wood appeared. The seat and back looked so comfortable they looked like theyd swallow you up. Sandra supposed that this was no different from the way a poison dart frog has bright col

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im gonna race in mx!!
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This feels... like something from... a long time ago... somewhere... soft lips... warm arms... many, many times... sweet kisses...
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Something like a... Kvaaaak ?
YAY db friend!
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Don't feed the models <3
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Friends don't let friends use Bad Moon Yellow
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"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one," he said.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one ... but still, they come."
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=indonesian, NDESO and proud.
Before you work, think "I'll do my best."
After you're done, think "I haven't did my best yet."
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They think we're all the same
And always we're to blame
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