This

What are we? Where is this, going? Where are we? I don’t know. I don’t know if we are there yet. I don’t know where there is. I don’t know if even there is a there. I am enjoying the journey. I know This moment is real, This kiss, This shared space, This shared narrative …

John Wick

She has a sharp tongue, quick to make you laugh, and to cut you down. She is often introverted, yet blooms like a sunflower in the right company, quick to laugh and to enjoy dancing. She can sometimes even be described as bubbly. She can talk your ear off or consume you in her silence. …

Open me up, Metal on skin, Scratch by scratch, Fire on skin. Reveal me for who I am, For what I am. Sweet agony, Flows out blood, Purified, Pleasures painful. I’m paying for my sins. Am I this, this new person, With markings voluntary? Marking me as what, Special? Different? Am I still the same, …