Dakota WarrenJan 25, 2020//sunlight descendingLink your pinky finger with mine, and we can run. Run far, run home, run to the centre of a pentagram as the fog rolls through the woods....
Dakota WarrenJan 7, 2020Red pill, blue pillRed pill, blue pill. You’re not meant to swallow a pill that’s already been down a strangers throat, but I’ve never been one for...
Dakota WarrenDec 2, 2019THINGS I AM TRYING NOT TO THINK ABOUT(things I cannot stop thinking about) -all of the lies I have told and forgotten -am I a good kisser? -the tied up bodies in my...