I Am An Armani And A Dolce

The Dead Have Never Bothered Me. It's The Living That I Fear.

Rain Slowly Slides Down The Glass As If The Night Is Crying.

I've Always Believed Human Blood Is Red Because It Really Needs To Draw Attention To Itself.

I Wouldn't Want To Assume That All Men Are Like You. If I Did, I Know I Would Give Them Up Entirely

Even When I Am Writing I Usually Take A Break Around Lunchtime And Go For A Little Walk To Clear Out My Head.