it is funny that “spicy” has come to mean sexual when sexuality in media and also in real life is often distinctly bland and tasteless. but I suppose sex does contain everything from the empty listless pawing of two bloated corpses you can technically call people to a passionate and intense frisson reminiscent of two slick jupiters colliding. so it’s understandable despite the air of barbie’s twisted naughty dreamhouse about it
I heard the world’s smallest violin, and its sorrowful song echoed through infinitesimal gaps in my mind in frequencies so sharp they awoke silent folds of my grey matter. I wept.
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