"I can't follow the rules," he says, "and with you, I don't have to. I'm not alone. I can't go back to being alone." He hovers over my lips, our mouths open and hungry. "I can't fucking breathe without my little monster."
"I can't follow the rules," he says, "and with you, I don't have to. I'm not alone. I can't go back to being alone." He hovers over my lips, our mouths open and hungry. "I can't fucking breathe without my little monster."