We make our own monsters, then fear them for what they show us about ourselves.
The world is a book. Some words stand out from the page.
Those heart-hammering nightmares that start to lose coherence even as you're waking up from them, but that still manage to leave their moldering fingerprints all across your day.
It's not a holiday until you overdo it!
Be yourself, until you bleed.
Words are the birds that break cover and show your enemy where you're hiding.