she was the daughter of a businessman. he was the son of the devil. she was only eleven. he was four hundred twenty-three. she was a human. he was a vampire. |
she was the daughter of a businessman. he was the son of the devil. she was only eleven. he was four hundred twenty-three. she was a human. he was a vampire. |


20:20you'll never know the way your words have haunted me; losing control, I can't feel her heartbeat but her hands are warm, why don't you use it try not to bruise it, I never said my last goodbye, and it rips my heart out. and you lied to the angels; the miracles came crashing down boom boom boom. so can we rest in peace just cover me in roses, on and on although you're gone, candles burn without a flame on. I think there's something you should know you don't know what I want you don't know what I need. we've got some dark desires, can't you20:20
an ode to the slaughterfish, and a bottle of refined moon sugar. |
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if con is the opposite of pro is congress the opposite of progress?
a label for a japanese food processor "Not for the other use."...which is?
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