Reckless shirtless blond{...realization of my most basest of dreams...}You lick my bones cleanThen ask me why it is I don't bleed...Love is your favor..
The moist stars veil your lipsYour words of comfort swallowed by the boundless spaceFor no day passes that is not etched in my tearsEvery stretch of t..
The soft acoustic rendition of House of the Rising Sun hummed in his ear while the wipers skidded back and forth. It was late, nearing ten, and small..
The air of that January afternoon was damp and rusty. The sky dim and unusually lit. The wind was mute and subdued as if sleeping. Ever so often it wo..
Three months, three victims, four locations, no suspects. Joseph leaned back in his chair and rubbed his lips with his thumb absentmindedly. Four loc..