Truth is unreliably unreliable.
Assholes and psychopaths both innately lack empathy — but only one is fetishized for intelligence.
“Zak?!” she called, shrieking with false fear and intensity, quickly adjusting her mouth and eyes to feign seriousness. Zak came running though the hallway, slipping on his feet entering the room. “oww…,” he mumbled slamming into the door. Sara ignored his clumsiness. “What’s up darlin’? Is everything okay?” he asked while straightening himself in the… Read More A Friday Flashing: Sara Smiled