He lives down in a ribcage in the dry leaves of a heart.




(1 votes, 1.00 )No, Deputy. Because he is real, and he is really like that, and you should run.




(No Ratings Yet)There were no sparks, just a gasoline fire burning through the dark




(No Ratings Yet)Cubism is a Cathedral of shit.




(No Ratings Yet)It’s no wonder I became a monster, too.




(No Ratings Yet)No one can help but stare at the monster, because horror is a cousin to awe.




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