Who has time for ideations of love and intimacy? Absurdity. I like my life, it's hard but it's easy, at the same time. Let no one in, no one can hurt me. So why did I buckle so goddamn easily for Milo Pampinella? A little charm, a few pretty red flags, and I was throwing myself at him, ignoring everything to have him keep showering me with affection. Switching one set of hardships for another to be his favorite lover, I find myself in over my head and incapable of leaving without risking my life. Trapped in a life I both adore and hate, I find solace in a relationship that can get everyone killed if discovered. Once you're in this life, the only way out is through a eulogy. I'm just doing the best I can while my heart is split in half.