That'd be walking into dangerous territory," he says, getting up from the sofa. "Luke is not a morning person.

The vertical lines that run down his forearms are the most disturbing, thick and jagged as if someone took a razor to his skin. I wish I could run my fingers along them and remove the pain and memories that are attached to them.

I try not to laugh at the fact that even when she’s drunk, she has a hard time saying it. “Where do you want me to take you?” She drops her head back against my chest. “You can just keep carrying me. It’s very relaxing.

Are you talking to her or me, because I just can't tell

The cemetery is my sense of comfort, my sanctuary in a world of darkness, the one piece of light that i have in my life.

Life is full of luck, like getting dealt a good hand, or simply by being in the right place at the right time. Some people get luck handed to them, a second chance, a save. It can happen heroically, or by a simple coincidence , but there are those who don’t get luck on a shiny platter, who end up in the wrong place at the wrong time, who don’t get saved.

That'd be walking into dangerous territory," he says, getting up from the sofa. "Luke is not a morning person.