To see such beauty, ripening and rotting before me....is a privelege I somehow detest. I love you as only a stranger can. You won't hear me laughing, screaming, crying. Consider this my gift to you.
grimscarpious 2 months ago
To see such beauty, ripening and rotting before me....is a privelege I somehow detest. I love you as only a stranger can. You won't hear me laughing, screaming, crying. Consider this my gift to you.
grimscarpious 2 months ago