You're right. You're not a princess -- you're Little Red. and I'm the Big Bad Wolf.

Did you ever stop to think that even if I am a monster, I might be your soulmate anyway?

Maybe you're right, Red. Maybe I am hateful. Maybe I ruined your life. Maybe I'm the devil, and the worst thing that ever happened to you, and a million other awful things... But did you ever stop to think that even if I am a monster... I might be your soulmate, anyway?

We were doomed from the start. A lost cause. A losing battle. And yet, in that narrow instant, I didn't give a single fuck.

For me, writing is a love-hate relationship.

I have had a love-hate relationship with my body.