I'm a huge fan of ghost stories, that sort of slow build, the suspense and the questioning about whether you're imagining something or if it's real.
Sometimes if you let people do things to you, you're really doing it to them.
There are no really new stories anymore.
I had no sympathy for drama queens.
I've suffered betrayal with all five senses. For over a year.
It's impossible to compete with the dead. I wished I could stop trying.