The broken flower drooped over Ben’s fist and his eyes were empty and blue and...– The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner Submitted by Joe W. (via email)
AAAAAAHHHHHH crying screaming cussing screaming OH MY WORD!!!!!
foosimoo: Beach House - Norway
I am a sick man…I am a spiteful man. No, I am not a pleasant man at all.– Notes from Underground by Fyodor Dostoevsky Submitted by lexbobrow (via novelfirstsentences) AAH so stoked to read this.