The phone rang
“When you invaded the space of my imaginative force, you set on flame something unstable…”
“When you invaded the space of my imaginative force, you set on flame something unstable…”
“I get flashbacks of a night that’s best forgotten,” she muttered, “it keeps me up some nights”
came across this again, by chance…
Well then, no better time than now…
No deceit intended, a manner for understanding
Light and guide in the dark, words
—Grant Morrison, The Filth