Silver : Unspeakably gorgeous corpse of champagne kisses and stolen stares , jaws dropped as long pale digits beckon you closer. Absinthe flavored skin adorned with divinity, that simply BEGS to be worshipped. Pay homage to the god that got him in your bed tonight, for your soul will be his come morning. What does it feel like ? Lust is closing your eyes , putting a gun to your lips and hoping to hell it feels like a kiss . You would do anything to keep his ever wavering affections and attention , It's all consuming, eating away at you until he's the only thing left , until your dust between delicate fingertips , all but forgotten and lost .
  • JoinedAugust 7, 2019




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WELCOME TO HELL
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