here, I'll tell you a story tonight. It's a ghost story, a horror story, you won't be able to sleep after this, of that I can guarantee - you'll pull the covers over your wide open eyes (how did your eyes get so big, darling) and you'll wish you could fall asleep but you'll think back to these words, and you won't sleep, you won't sleep, and ( Read more... )

and do you know what it’s like to have so many words swimming around just under your skin, crawling like disease or goosebumps, or something, and having no way to get them out? i can feel them, i really can, and they’re begging me to let them out.

“please, please. you don’t even have to make me into something beautiful, something worthwhile, ( Read more... )