- i want to be the fairy in your irish pub. i want to be your pretty boy. (honey)
- this is the first time i’ve ever done this without looking for an exit row. (honey)
- tell me again how you’ve never ever been to therapy--why does that turn me on? (honey)
- the game we make of love, like everyone’s playing checkers with their scars, saying checkmate whenever they get out without a broken heart. just to be clear, i don’t want to get out without a broken heart. (royal heart)
- and i know my heart is a broken freezer chest because i can never keep anything frozen. (letter to the playground bully)
jan 5 2016 ∞
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