S

do not tread upon her hallowed grounds

“Harrow,” said Gideon, “if my heart had a dick you would kick it.” | “Too many words,” said Gideon confidentially. “How about these: One flesh, one end, bitch.” | Harrow said, with some difficulty: "I cannot conceive of a universe without you in it."

you breathe wetly; no one can tell if it is tears, or blood, or if it is just how you breathe. but still, you breathe, and for now, that is all that matters.

when you drink from the Dregs of the Barrel, you do it with a smile