In Dreams

How could I resist the offer? Plain and uninteresting me. The opportunity to be as close as is possible to the man I had obssessed over and sickened for. What would it matter if I lost my soul for it? Give up my humanity forever. Become something else. Powerful. Desired. A Succubus.

Hell is other people…

You see I never actually believed that. In my own teenage angsty way I had a few other ideas about hell. However, the last few months of my life have got me pretty convinced that the world is screaming under the weight of ignorant, intolerant, bloody- minded assholes. Not a new idea i realise. However… Continue reading Hell is other people…