It’s been a long week. All month long I’ve been waiting, waiting…waiting for some blood. I don’t know if I’m slowly but surely turning into a cannibal, but there is something innocuous about blood hitting the taste buds.
I crave blood.
I want blood.
And when it’s a shit week like this one—I crave more. I’m happy and at peace, finally.
Holly
2022-02-28 04:59:01 +0000 UTC