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— " i'm terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me. what is this, this face ... so murderous in its strangle of branches? its snaky acids hiss. it petrifies the will. these are the isolate, slow faults — that kill, that kill, that kill. "
sab, 26, she / her. selective indie rp blog. minors dni. darker themes will be explored.
carrd. ♱