I bleed

In cursive

Tales Of The Twisted Empress

Hands held in prayer

Petition 101

I am a gangster, or I hope to be; never one to share my vulnerability, I lick my wounds in private. My space is sacred,

Unbridled

Sweater weather. Cuddle weather. Weather for two, choose who the other one will be. This is the season, the last leg of the year, and

Bad Dancer

Lefty left. Righty right. I don’t know my left foot from my right when the music comes on. Should I move to your side or

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