i'm in a pit of great stormy, sable waters of thick demise. melancholia kisses my forehead as i destroy this burning temple i call my body. destruction is my only raison d'etre.
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Sunset
RandomI dive into the sun, searching for peachy summers. ~~~ A collection of distorted short stories.
HOLY TEMPLE
i'm in a pit of great stormy, sable waters of thick demise. melancholia kisses my forehead as i destroy this burning temple i call my body. destruction is my only raison d'etre.
