rayven in the nighttease me, tempt me, murder my wretched soul all bloodied by ur devious ways. for i do not care. i feel for u no more. no more pain. u could spill all my blood and i wouldnt feel it. u could rip out my very heart and i still wouldnt feel it. i am the rayven in the night. blood cold and dark. skin white. sleepless nights. u have turn this way. my blood still crusted under your fingernails. flesh still ripe upon them. staring at me blankly as i do not scream in pain. does it not give you pleasure to know that u do not hurt me no more?
+a beautifully twisted soul+
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Hi, i'm Simone ... give to my gallery a try
i couldn't help but add a bunch to my favourites.
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I can’t enter the kitchen anymore,
for fear of being stared down by the
naked Ken doll.
Sitting all alone on the table chair.
Unwanted and untouched.
Fantastic work, and yeah, fuckin great lighting, and good captivating active compositions.
You photos look so good I could eat them
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You can't hide from the truth because the truth is all there is.
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