I'd Stop The World From

Your Craving Should Be For Me, Angel, Not An Orgasm. For My Body, My Hands. Eventually, You Won't Be Able To Come Without My Skin Touching Yours.

You Put Your Hand On Corinne's Back Like This Again And I'm Breaking Your Fingers.

Maybe There Were People Out There Whose Love Could Survive Anything, But Mine Was Fragile. It Needed To Be Nurtured In Order To Thrive And Grow.

There Was Always Something Hidden. Lying In Wait To Spring Up And Ruin Everything.

I’ll Do Whatever You Want, Whatever You Need. Anything. Just Take Me Back.