Oh c'mon baby, can you bleed like me?
~ Nos pés, o sapato escarlate. Sem rumo, partiu.
normal people flirting: hey you're cute
me: so do you like serial killers?
me: so do you like serial killers?
kaleidoscopic vibrations: The Awakening, by Sonny Carroll
There comes a time in your life when you finally get it … When in the midst of all your fears and insanity you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out “ENOUGH! Enough fighting and crying or struggling to hold on.” And, like a child quieting down after a blind…
