I rather miss having some kind of creative outlet... Feel... stifled.
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by =Rimfrost
by *luminatii

LonelyI remember you so clearly, half hidden in shadow, smiling that sad smile that shows in your eyes. That what i see when i think of you. Your ageless eyes and quirky lips. that slightly upturned nose with random freckles against white white skin. the light wind blowing red curls in your face as you tried to adjust them with delicate hands. Your favourite black dress, that you loved so because it made you look skinnier than your almost perfect body. Lovely legs encased in those crazy stockings, stripes and flowers, spiderwebs and tiny black bats. Glaringly loud colours for you to hide behind. I miss those crazy stockings.Lonely


Sensual deathDeath, she sings to me. A tempestuous siren's melody. Warm, loving and enveloping one moment, then cold and heartbreaking the next. Her song evokes yearnings inside me, yet to be explored. Possibilities. Endless possibilities she offers me, each as final as the one before. But so enticing. I feel her cold wraith-like fingers curling in and around my mind. Taunting and caressing at the same time. One last touch is all i ask. One last teasing embrace... Her gostly limbs tangle with mine. Twining together, an arm, a leg. Our bodies touch, intermingle. The blade slices hot and fast, glinting in the candleSensual death
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♥ Katie Hughes Photography
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Can't Rain All The Time..
Prints.
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What kind of rat bastard psychotic
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