send me a richard siken line and i'll write a mini fic inspired by it
sorry about the blood in your mouth i wish it was mine.
tell me we'll never get used to it.
love always wakes the dragon and suddenly flames everywhere.
i like him and i want to be like him.
monsters are always hungry, darling.
i was finding myself sleepless and he was running out of lullabies.
there isn't anything sexier than a slender boy with a handgun, a fast car, and a bottle of pills.
but i wore his jacket for the longest time.
you've discovered something you don't even have a name for.
i want to tell you this story without having to confess anything.
and no one can ever figure out what you want and you won't tell them.
you were drinking sangria and i was throwing oranges at you.
i said kiss me here and here and here and you did.
when you have nothing to say, set something on fire.
i carried you to the car and drove you home but you weren't making any sense.
someone's pulling a gun and you're jumping in the middle of it.
if you love me, you don't love me in a way i understand.
please, just for one night, will you lie down next to me?
i take off my hands and i give them to you.
you’re in a car with a beautiful boy and you're trying not to tell him that you love him.
