Books, books and more books. Her main indulgence.

“He was so fucked, careening madly down the path to getting his heart splattered…”

“Look like shit, feel like shit, in a world of shit.”

“Where you trying to go, huh? Come on me, Macy. Come on me, or I’ll take you out…”

“I love how you tremble for me,” he whispered. “I love how you’re shy until you …”