We will be spelled in blood. Who thinks thoughts like that outside of moments like this? When the da...

Fingertips have memories. It's not my fingertips so much as my right palm that remembers you, rememb...

Say you don't want it, again and again, but you don't really mean it. I was going to say I never sai...

It's a dark secret you carry with you: that you liked it. That you miss it. That you'd rather be red...

I am not really here. I'm an illusion. I'm so perfectly put together you can look right past me. Ple...

I know the way these things begin. I don't know why I want to say they begin with a spritz of Obsess...

With the lights out, it's less dangerous. Why is that? It's like you're so pale in this dark room yo...

My shoes filled with blood. Picture these strappy, satin dance shoes - latin, three inch heel, dyed ...

You put a hole in my heart. Ruptured a hole in my heart. Slender pin, innocuous - like in the pincus...

I'm not sleeping anymore. I'm wide awake. I see Roadrunner Park in front of me like I've never seen ...

His face at first just ghostly. That's not true. He wasn't ghostly until so much later. After I'd al...

Pulling me back in again. It's super magick. You're a magnet. I disdain so much about your frame, bu...