I wasn’t Dex Foray. I was just this emotion that was crumbling to the floor, holding onto the doorway like it was the last thread of my humanity.

“This was just too fucking weird. Fucked up sprinkles on a slice of psycho shit …”

“All for a girl. But she wasn’t just any girl. She was mine. And I was hers. Unt…”

“After I perused Facebook for ten minutes, learning absolutely nothing interesti…”

“Tattoos were self-expression at its rawest and most permanent form. They weren’…”