What was I thinking? I drove myself insane. No small getaway. Asleep with both hands on the wheel. White knuckle weekend. Chewing ephedrine. Going to an unnamed end. Unending… We met in rain, you asked me in. Seemed like a good sign. Now I need a guillotine to get you off my mind. I brush my teeth until they break. Until I start bleeding. So when I smile I’ll know I’m almost good enough for you. And would you… Follow me to the end of the dare. Raise your eyes, return the… Read More