It’s all gone to hell.
Category: pain
Believe
There’s always a catch. Sometimes, it’s the fall.
meanwhile
I bet you thought it would be different, being human.
SHE
…sharp teeth of an angel.
CLARIFY
I write what I feel, and I let it go.
Wolves
We point at the path of sticky entrails and we blame you.
dead me, dead you
This can’t bode well, can it?
