Jump.
Plink.
Tight Grip - Tighter Jeans.Flesh pressed against cold scratching brick. Tight grip, tighter jeans.Tight Grip - Tighter Jeans.
“Oh sweetheart,
you couldn’t hurt me if you wanted to.”
He spat out the devils mantras and
didn’t care to take a breath
Of her
absinthe
/skin.
Oh, what a
mistake!
.mmfrictionfriction. As I chewed on music notes from her throat and pressed punctuation upon
it does brighten the coastlineshe said she's disconnected herself from the world her head was left moonstruck, on her pillow and time stood still, as if engulfing her inspiration she was stuck, crowded by instabilities and depressionit does brighten the coastline
i have yet to remind her, of how, she kept me going in my share of darkness thank you.
here has been the same as there i too have yet to get off
your necka kiss- you're mine the first tortured moan- you're all mine the slow writhing and the pain tongue at the wounds bittersweet tongue at the life i never wanted more...your neck
everything's forever so long as your neck's
at my teeth the skin now the white of the rose i put in your hair- as long as i have your life in my mouth steal your soul
with my lips so long as i have you, heart in hand...
^^
cool gallery
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''Carpe Diem''
i found my deviant art agen haha forgot bout it
missing yoo
thanks for the +fave and +watch!
seems like you enjoyed the bleach injection!
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"I warned you not to go out tonight."
see you around. x
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gotta try for tomorrow
even if you can't see through today
drinking for eleven, that's just what I do
- Mad Caddies
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