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”new parts of her skeleton revealed themselves like she was decomposing in front of me. and every night i wished i would somehow die first. i knew i wouldn’t survive mourning her”

don’t play w me rn

”you know how religious people are always saying god punishes people for being gay? maybe being stuck like this in the woods is our punishment. maybe the woods are homophobic. and from then on we were official, and everything that went wrong in the woods was homophobic”

”i’m dazed by her deadness and therefore her complete inability to hurt me”

woman laying forehead to forehead against a woman’s decaying corpse in the middle of the mossy woods, lesbianism will never ever perish!! <3

”mothers and midwives call them ‘birthgasms.’ it’s rare but it’s real. the baby’s head hits the g-spot and bam! instant, leg-shaking, earth-shattering orgasm. that’s what i had when i pushed him out”

”because we’re all hiding something, aren’t we? that ex we’re still in love with. that girls trip to cancun, where we got a little too drunk and high and did some things we regret in front of strangers. the sex tape we were sure would get erased. shameful experiences. horrible breakups”

”i don’t believe in ghosts. but i do think places, like this motel room, i think they hold on to bad things. grief. pain. disease. addiction. i think when you enter a place that’s absorbed enough bad things, it pukes them out at you”

”i pull into the stop-and-go traffic on las vegas boulevard. alcohol seeps from their pores”

okay fine i spot ya’ll in my city tonight 🤑💋💸

”her blood would power this labyrinth of halls and doors until there was nothing left of her. until the last light went out and the kaleidoscope burned out of existence”

”i offer the gift of blood.” a dribble of blood slides down from tess’s wound, curling around her wrist

”brian is glad he doesn’t have to kill jenny just yet. for one thing, he’s never met anyone who made a better martini, and that is worth something”

”mashing a man’s skull into bone-flecked pulp with a large marble pestle gripped tightly in both hands”

i ♡ going for a gory ride

”the minute my tongue laps up the nectar between her legs, she’s crying out for me. she’s an exposed wire sparkling in the rain. the taste of her ruins me” 💋

”k picks an old transformers movie, but my eyes betray me and fight for sleep before we get to the part where megan fox is doing hot girl over the hood. i no longer have it in me to fight sleep”

”i picture a golden room, ancient, god-like figures carved into the walls, their toxic love stories shown in engravings. their false love. their brutal love. the kind of love we experience and don’t even realize until we’ve stood back far enough to make out the red flags we missed when we were pressed up against them”

i’m too drunk to even quote something tonight
happy birthday usa!! 🇺🇸🎆🖤

”i keep imagining a squirrel’s tail, ripped from its body, oozing blood near the skirts of the statues”

”the thought that when you die, there’s no you anymore. it’s like we’re all immortal, in a way. we can die”

”bethan has no reflection in the mirror. the four-poster bed, the crystal dresser, the floral wallpaper—every component of the bedroom is appearing reflected in the glass, apart from bethan herself”

”for the fans of jennifer thorne’s diavola”

i loathe that book but i received this arc so crossing my fingers & toes this is better than that piss hair ghost or wtvr

”morgues are great and all, but none of those people have been dead more than a couple of days. i’ve been dead inside for a long time. when i dream of camaraderie, i’m surrounded by skeletons, flesh barely clinging to their ancient bones”

“why are you eating that dead baby”
“don’t you at least want some sauce to dip that in, or something”

loll crazies

”jenna knows she will find another doll, similar to her own, hidden beneath her mother’s bed, and that the head of her mother’s doll isn’t filled with baby teeth, but adult ones, pulled from her father’s dead mouth, and left to rot in their house like a cancer, a contagion. a curse”

”eleanor’s plan for the two of us, on this bright new day, when the sky is blue and the world is bursting with life… is a trip to the cemetery. a trip to see our future gravesites”

“we’re going to lie beneath a wonderful old oak tree. she says. and the best part—is that we’ll be together forever. side-by-side. sharing our eternal resting place” 🪦🖤

”i still couldn’t get over the fact that she had a boyfriend. a boyfriend. if anything, i thought she would go for another woman… but she had settled for a boy. quite frankly, i was insulted”

that makes two of us cause wtf??

”even in the middle of nowhere, in the dead of night, something was here to bear witness to my hidden truths. in this raw state, my face ruptured and my soul crushed, i was still exposed. i was still gay”