I, myself

"I am not a sunday morning inside four walls with clean blood and organized drawers. i am the hurricane setting fire to the forests at night when no one else is alive or awake however you choose to see it and I live in my own flames sometimes burning too bright and too wild to make things last or handle myself or anyone else and so i run run run run far and wide until my bone ache and lungs split and it feels good. hear that people? it feels good because i am the slave and ruler of my own body and i wish to do with it exactly as i please" - Charlotte Eriksson