Steph Macca

"I bet you're a really, really … good girl."

I wait for it, a sense of victory rolling through me when she jolts ever so slightly against me.

There it is I think to myself, smirking. My girl likes a little praise.

What an unhinged good fucking reader you are.

I knew you'd be gagging for the monsters under the bed…

Begging them to drag you down to hell and rearrange your insides.

Welcome home.

"Love and forgiveness are two separate things."

I guess when we are desperate, we do stupid things.

"Oh, fuck off, Father. Save whatever pathetic bullshit you are about to say for someone who cares."

But that's the problem with people. They are so caught up with their own lives they forget to look around.

Not all monsters are born. Some are created

don't piss off the hands that feed you

Why is it that the night makes it harder to hide our vulnerability? During the day, it's easy to pretend we are okay. There's something about shadows and exhaustion that make it that much harder to fight away the demons.

"It's easier to distract yourself when surrounded by others,"