»'Cause this is a wasteland, my only retreat«

Welcome, please take a seat. Don't mind the skeletons, they're just decoration–for the most part. 

»It doesn't take much to cover up small cuts, hid' 'neath the bandages under her sleeve« 

We are co-writers that have been friends for quite some time and decide to make a joint account to store our many writings. 

»Hello Angel, tell me where are you?«

Allow us to introduce ourselves.

»I think I'm ready to leap, I'm ready to live«

Hellbound Panic is the name, worry is the game. But please do call me Panic. You could say I'm pretty odd, but I prefer to think I'm too weird to live and too rare to die. Now you probably don't have a fever you can't sweat out, but it's better if you do. Maybe I recommend some nicotine? I can get my assistant, Miss Jackson, to get you some. 

Hmm? What are some things I like to do?
Well, I suggest checking the calendar and making plans to take the girl that you love to see the Vegas lights. I promise you'll get a collar full of memories. And get to see if Sarah smiles!
Ooh, let's kill tonight! Just let me know when you're ready to go! But I should recommend saying hallelujah because there's always a chance of a hurricane. I'd hate to see the death of a bachelor. After all, we're still far too young to die.

Would I trade mistakes with you? 
Probably not because do you know what I'm seeing? That we're nearly witches stuck in a northern downpour. And I know there's a good reason these tables are numbered. honey, you just haven't thought of it yet. 

What's my favorite song at the moment?
Well this–the ballad of Mona Lisa- is gospel. the vocals are just astounding. And don't get me started on the bass! Gospel, I tell you! 

Well it was great to meet you! Just remember, though, I write sins not tragedies. Don't come crying to me at nine in the afternoon because you found out about a casual affair. Enjoy meeting my partner in crime!