Would you let me into your chest?
Because you could have my soul, I’d crack open my ribs and offer you my organs if you asked.
It felt crazy when I didn’t know you. Now it feels like insanity itself, so intense that it jumbles my inside, and all I know within my bones is you.
come suck out the marrow of my bones so I might mean something to you.
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a kickass smartphone, several pages of apps, an internet connection, and a Netflix subscription must be in want, or at least desperate need, of a good night’s sleep.