Delirium: The Complete Collection

she fit perfectly against my chest;

it possible to tell the truth in a society of lies? Or must you always, of necessity, become a liar?

I’m mesmerized by the way his fingers move confidently along her skin, as though her body is his to treat and touch and tend to.

The first one, we’ll name Blue.

Alone. I’d been alone my whole life.

The times I’ve killed. The times I’ve had to kill. If there is a God, I guess he has nothing to say about it.
If there is a God, he must have gotten tired of watching a long time ago.

The most dangerous sicknesses are those that make us believe we are well.—Proverb 42, The Book of Shhh