“Look, man, I don’t know what to tell you. I mean, okay, we’re living in a crazy world which is probably hurtling itself into apocalypse, but if someone told me I had five more minutes to live before a meteor struck, I’d rather buy myself the last cup of ice cream than worrying about that kind of thing, especially here. It’s useless.
Like my nana used to say: Flow with it, child, then you shall be granted peace. And she’s right—once I flow with it, I just don’t give enough crap to worry about it, so then I can enjoy my last ice cream, you get me?”
—A student of Samas Public High School
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Gleaming Stones of the Sun
FantasyChristine feels content with not meeting her soulmate for the past seventeen years she has been alive. It doesn't matter that blue, glowing, and floating streak in her hair tells her that she should have one. She likes being single, making lots of f...
