𝑛𝑖ℎ𝑖𝑙 𝑠𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑚.

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teeth were made to tear things apart. people liked to pretend otherwise because table manners and polished silver had turned them into pussies.

the puppeteer — the superspreader of whatever fever has taken hold.

someone from a life that seems worlds away from the one he’s living now, even with his feet planted in the very same place. seoul was special in that way: always moving, changing, expanding. “do you remember me?”

fuck a red flag. he’s an air raid siren.

with all the consideration of a gentleman and all the intentions of a snake.

I’ll kill you. i’ll fucking kill you.

persephone sorting pomegranate seeds in the underworld. him picking through viscera on somebody’s kitchen floor.

dionysus is sent home from the bacchanal; larger than life and expected to shove himself back inside the carcass of man.

are you a whore?

getting used to the whole…being a good person thing.

this is a very gay conversation we’re having. we’ve been having a lot of them lately.

you strike me as the kind of guy who moans when they wipe. you know what i mean, crayon eater? semper i fucked your mother, or whatever the saying is.

you have to be so quiet, my angel. so quiet. can you do that?

it doesn't pacify the hunger, the unrelenting desire to fuck, to kill, and feed and feed and feed.

all of it. all of it.

and then, like an omen, he appears.

baser devils

- men are all the same. - now that ain’t fair, angel. some of us are considerably worse.

a softness designed precisely for the personal torment of santiago parades.

you—my sun, moon and stars—need a muzzle.