Sweet Like Honey.
- LECTURAS 73
- Votos 2
- Partes 5
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Última publicación vie, oct 7, 2016
why are you running away from me? come on. I can't be that scary. that terrifying. do I enter your beautiful dreams just to turn it into a...a heart ripping, soul draining nightmare? do I make you scared? fill your heart with fear?
I can't be that scary.
I'm sweet like honey.
and by the time you've finished reading this, I could be in your backyard. just waiting to taste your blood.
blood is also sweet like honey.
and so are your eyes.
have fun seeing while you still can, darling~
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