Why does it always end wildly, with pangs feeding on my guts. Why do the tears end in a moment and return in a wrinkled forehead or a clenched jaw? I’m not even sure about any of these feelings because all I would like right now is a red wrist followed by a ferocious fist hovering just underneath a hanging chin- a pale blue chin. lips ajar, eyes full of breath, mind at an understanding with the pale blue cylinder - the pale blue flesh made red
I want to moan and writhe with you and I want to go up to you and kiss your mouth and pull you to me and say ‘I love you I love you I love you’ while stripping. I want you so bad it stings.
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Why does it always end wildly, with pangs feeding on my guts. Why do the tears end in a moment and return in a wrinkled forehead or a clenched jaw? I’m not even sure about any of these feelings because all I would like right now is a red wrist followed by a ferocious fist hovering just underneath a hanging chin- a pale blue chin. lips ajar, eyes full of breath, mind at an understanding with the pale blue cylinder - the pale blue flesh made red
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The freakin’ CATACOMBS in Paris!!
Our record label, XL Recordings have had our new album cover painted onto the doors to their in-house studio, where we recorded our first album. Thank you so much to everyone there!
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oh wow
rainxriver
It hurts my heart and it hurts my soul, Having the instinct to care for you, And the desire to love you, Yet being restrained, From showing you.
