i create need, effortlessly. and i know, my one look is enough to make you forget how to think. these gloves? not for fashion, but for fate. i touch only when i’ve chosen to ruin.
if your eyes burn, maybe it's because i caught fire first, with my gaze. let them wonder. mystery costs more than answers. and tonight, darling, red is on my side.
sanity slips like silk between trembling fingers, and in its place, merciless. it wraps itself around my spine like smoke with claws. i don’t resist. i crave the unraveling. i let the danger taste me, drag me under, until i forget i was ever safe.