CHAPTER 5: WORDS

CHAPTER TYPE: EVENT

"Once I told Lover this very simple sentence: 'I like words.' It became a thing for us to talk about, and they always remind me how cute they thought I was saying that. And it's true; I love words and language like the crisp and cold air on a winter morning in a small Finnish town. Words are my muses, both in inspiration and celebration of art. I make art for words and because of words; my heart beats for them like it does for my love. My head is filled with words of two different kinds – one with far too many vowels and the other with too many g's and b's. Words define my person and my story – but not only because I love them, but also because they are slicing the core of my heart with their sharp edges, they are burning their tramp stamps on my skin, never letting me forget. When I let them in my embrace, they show me their sharpened fangs and tear my scarred skin to shreds. And my blood is dripping down onto the pages of my favorite novel."

PLEASE NOTE!

Some of the original illustrations from this CHAPTER have been removed due to my ethical standings. Said illustrations were inspired by song lyrics written by a person who I do not want to be associated again because of conflicting morals. For this reason, this CHAPTER will most likely be revisited again.