'We become what we think about.'
'You haven’t left me yet but it’s going to happen.
I watch you tip-toe through the guillotines scattered
about my chest–listen, I promise the stains on their
blades aren’t thirsting for your blood. Even when you
go I’ll still only ever wish for you to be whole.
When another soul threatens to lay you down at their altar, eyes full of ruthless desire, I’ll still be here
to piece you back together when their hands
tear you apart.'
'Never date anyone you couldn’t dance with around your living room.'
