talia and bruce. knives. does that even count as a "plot word"?
the words drip and curl over her tongue until they’re shaped, hard — sharp. soft delicacies pushed into harsh pin pricks. the warmth that threads between the soft brushes of your skin can hardly cancel out the coiling string of barbs that bleeds from her mouth, like little stabs, like little knives that fall on tuned ears.
they have you shaking.
it’s never like this with anyone else.
okay can you all do me a favour
next time you think about sending somebody anonymous hate
stop and think about what you’re about to do
and then turn off your computer
and punch yourself in the fACE
“Please stop writing women, Judd Winick. You’re terrible at it. Go back to telling stories about pretty boys with daddy issues.”
Uma Thurman as Poison Ivy “Batman & Robin” (1997).
things i shouldn’t be doing at five am: