A live journal entry from 7th April, 2002. not feeling too well. not in the sickly way. but in the “gah. i hate everything at the moment” way. i don’t know why either. probably because i feel really empty at… Read More ›
Day: March 13, 2019
Celestial believing Freya’s freedom on the Friday freeway. Alpha aphrodisiac, lonely is the lovely Aphrodite. Verisimiltude via Venus and her visceral veins. Ephemeral eidolon watching the world. Round the twist, rope the twitch, grope the throat, grind the wrists. Gag… Read More ›
She gave of herself once more, to show him how cruel he could be.