full blown chaos... a killer in a clownsuit, either way its love.

[undead]

when the dial reaches 12 and im sure it will each night, i peek my eyes through my blinds in hopes of seeing a full moon. it has this sort of dark appeal that makes me feel like things are fine, because someone somewhere is fretting over the destruction they endure... and its reason is the moon. one mans loss is another mans distraction. settled through the meeting of fists to fists and fists to faces, a loss of blood could be just the cure. yet i can tell myself a million times that things wont get any better, and perhaps im right, but at least they cant get any worse.

the devil always dances in the shadows of the sun.

 

[Dastrix Slogan]

Loved this, so dark and moody!

 

[cherub]

I also just loved this piece,, very pround sense of engery when you read it,,,, very very nice darlin !

 

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