(i love/hate the way you can't/don't/won't remember who and what i am)

Pete's never been his own best friend, no, but the voices in his head screaming Monster! Monster! and his sick stomach full of disgust for himself have always been (two of) his worst enemies.(I love the way you can't remember the monster I wish I wasn't)It's not a fairytale, that's for sure. But there is a curse in this story, of sorts, and monsters hiding under your bed (and on the bed next to you.)(Whispering promises in your ears, whispering promises in your ears, it's not their fault if you believe every poisonous word they say)Kind of like Sleeping Beauty except nothing like Sleeping Beauty. You've been warned.