“Possession of the mind is a terrible thing; it’s a transformation with an urge to kill.”

Her name was Jessica and she went to my high school. She was my first real girlfriend, gained at a time when I had lost hope in ever getting a real girlfriend. One I really liked. One I was genuinely attracted to. One who made my heart flutter with anticipation– like every day dream you’ve ever had during that long static age when you’re aware of girls, their big eyes and emerging bustlines, ones confident in testing the elasticity of all formerly loose fitting tank-tops; all around you but a world a way and you’re still stuck on the very first screen; the master sword collecting dust; Gannon raping Hyrule with impunity.   Read More