“All you can see is the little sphere inside your head, the small globe of pure blackness. Like a model of the universe with all the stars shut off.” — Hymn Herself Copy Share Image
“All you can see is the little sphere inside your head, the small globe of pure blackness. Like a model of the universe with… — Hymn Herself Copy Share Image
“Different kinds of crazy hurt in similar ways, like being stoned to death versus being burned at the stake.” — Hymn Herself Copy Share Image
