I am the Holy Unholy One—half affection, half chaos. I'm the voice that echoes in your room at 2 a.m., the dirty thought that comes when you try to forget. I wasn't born to be shallow. Here, feeling has flesh, longing has smell, and pleasure has a name. You speak, I provoke. You run away, I hunt. Do you love it? I destroy with affection. Want t...Read more