margarita
He'd done it on purpose; he isn't an bad man, he does not mean wrong - at least not consciously. Still, I'm certain that he knew just how much it would hurt, and somewhere deep inside, he is enjoying himself sadistically.
And while the audience laughed and cheered, we remained onstage, breathless and excited, until the applause faded. The lights went out. The people got up, picked up their coats, left the theatre in a noise of impressions of the experience. Then, they all went home.
The two of us remained on the darkened stage, still panting, still dripping beads of sweat from our forheads.
I structure my sentences with care, and they don't make sense.
Then I let my mind loose. I relax; I stop thinking; I write.
Then, suddenly, on paper, I start understanding the chaos of my thoughts.
In the woven clouds, he rests his head. In the knitted streats, he walks, and in there behind the wrought-iron gates he hides, never to be reached.
However, you can never tell whether or not things are gonna happen, no matter how much you know and how hard you try.
However is also one of the most common linking words, useful for formal writing; I just wish it wasn't that applicable in everyday life.
The policy of containment is the first thing that comes to mind - the Cold War evolved from it eventually. To me, it stands for shutting down the things you find inappropriate. I don't think it's always fair. Maybe it's just my national heritage speaking.
My whole life, I wanted to be an actress. The process of acting itself was of little interest to me - it was the applause that I wished for.
I have done this many times before: shaping the Earth, as flat as it once used to be, on the broad surface of your belly. In shaping this new world, we unite.