what fools β she may have traded
knives for beads and she can kill you just as easily with a rosary but, at the end, she falls for a poem who unravels her words, and the mess that will follow tastes sugary sweet and, god fuck, so addictive.
Home
almost beautiful place is our heart, and that is our home.
InquiryI am not your answer, and you sure as fuck aren't mine but come on.
HistoryI'm a bad person trying very hard to be a good person, but I wouldn't be trying at all if not for all the outside.
EVAKeveryone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about so... be kind, always.
FOXESlogic and foxes aren't exactly speaking on the same terms.
Updateswere the breaths that caught between their mouths and the bite, so, time was really nothing.