Status Updates From Teenage Grave

"My ear pressed against her spine as I caressed her unbeating heart with my hand."

"Her jagged pearl teeth dug into my shoulder. Their cold numbed the pain, as trickles of hot blood dripped into the crux of where our chests met, forming a lake that would flow over and onto the floor. I said nothing, but inside I begged her to bite me again, to keep this intimacy going to keep the greater intimacy at bay."

""What does the violence say to you?" She asked as I drank deeply from the endless wells of her grey eyes. This was the first time we died together; it wouldn't be the last.

Not her first time dying, but mine."