The words hurt so hard my mouth bleeds.
"Normally you're not very awkward when it comes to the morning after..."
"But I PEED with him!"
Don't play God. Play Satan.
I piss on your cat.
He fucks her with his suit on.
He likes clean breaks and rough edges.
How to write a suspenseful cookbook...
The world burns when Paris burns.
The space between her legs makes an arrow to herself.
Memory foam can't remember my night.
Satan's rat grin and boyish, lion eyes.