Nothing But Darkness

Walking away never really solves anything, but it seems like an easy escape, and a very appealing one. One could dream about a new beginning, being someone else, anywhere else, just someplace where there is no need to deal with the present, and the damage one can cause in a few simple, unthought out actions.… Continue reading Nothing But Darkness

In blood… there’s love…

The sight of the blood both repulses her and excites her, she does not know whether she should get sick or lick it away. She slowly watches the droplets slowly sliding down his hand to his forearm, mingling in the sparatic hair growing there. She watches, unable to look away, unable to close her eyes.… Continue reading In blood… there’s love…