i just want to date a werewolf

  I used to think I understood pain. A burn, a cut, a broken bone. Heartbreak… But this is as if I’ve been dipped in the River Styx and all the suffering of all the souls that ever were or will be has soaked my body. My body doesn’t belong to me - not that I’d want it in this state. I’m starting to look less Samantha and more Endora every day.