it's just another way to die
I didn't want normal until I didn't have it anymore
She leaned toward me, offering her neck, and I kissed her just behind her ear.
It was exactly what I wanted-beautiful distraction.
Boys like him didn't die; they got bronzed and installed outside public libraries.
There was no sun; there was no light. I was dying. I couldn't remember what the sky looked like. But I didn't die. I was lost to a sea of cold, and then I was reborn into a world of warmth.