Why are you doing this to yourself? When something bad happens, why do you have to pick at it until it bleeds all over again?

“When Em and I got back together, I could see that she had never been less than …”

“She isn't the girl who used to live next door, hasn't been for years. Back then…”

“Then they scrambled through the window and into the darkness, determined to tur…”

“I pulled word after word from my core, like silk for a spider’s web, spinning a…”