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Maybe we’re all mad, in our own way.
Pretty boys always make the time go by faster. I hate being bored. But most of all, I hate being alone.
We’re the Lost Boys and there’s plenty of lost pussy looking to be found.
It’s all fun and games until they notice your fault lines, until they pry them open and peer inside.
“If you are not the most interesting person you know, then you’re doing it wrong.”
I’m scared out of my mind and turned on more than I should be and I don’t know what that says about me.
This is always where I’m most in my body, when someone else is touching it, when my nerves are awake.
“Three, two, one. One, two, three. Better watch out: Peter Pan is going to murder thee.”
She needs to know…there are no white knights here. Just monsters. And I am the worst one.
“Because in this world, and in yours, if you’re not the monster, then you’re the prey.
