

Fucking, Colorful.I close my eyes... as to no surprise.. I feel the cold heat rush over me. You frenzy me on a cellular level... Pull you close and mutter... filth like I was possessed by the devil.. You consume everything I utter... With mouth wide and waiting you damn yourself without hesitating. Pull my hair one more time... we break laws in our victim less crime. Pressed against one another we taste each others breath... In that moment we surrender to the little death. I hold you and feel you spasm. Convulsions and Verbal notions expressed from my phantasm. Animal heaFucking, Colorful.


HalloweenSevered heads and limbless chests, taunted child, and mauled breasts, loving hand torn asunder, a fool's tongue full of blunder. Shadow of someone lurking, vivid image of the devil smirking, a lame future for the ones unknowing, of what may come, from The Fates still sewing. Omen holds strong for the one eye seeing, for the great cauldron in which they're still feeding, strings of fate that are so fleeting. Man, woman, child, all the same, THEY ARE STILL EATEN. YOU STILL HEAR THE SCREAMS AS THEY ARE BEATEN, IN DEATH THEY ARE STILL RELIVING, THE TORTURE THalloween
xo.
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;; it's better to regret something you did, than something you didn't do.
[link] ...you won't click it. you're scared.
Fun Fact: In latin, jester/harlequin = Balatro ;D
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Please give an answer to my pool: [link]
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Sorry for my bad English, I speak French.
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It's the probe for you, boy.
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It's the probe for you, boy.
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It's the probe for you, boy.
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