FILTH. This is just pure, unfiltered, unhidden FILTH. But sometimes people need to get their hands dirty, and that time for my own to get roughed up is now. Welcome to my mind~ Or at least a small part of it.. A small smackerel of honey, I would say. Also, that fuckin' DELICIOUS picture? Yeah? Here's the credits. I wish upon this person every blessing possible that nature could provide for creating this PERFECTION. Procoffeinating ° He thought for sure that the Dark side would consume him, that his hate and his resentments would blind him to the world until it was all too late. But you pulled him back. You were the one who led him away on a new path. It was a path that he created on his own, with his own intentions, his own wants and needs. And he would want nobody else to walk alongside him. Or to share a bed with. A life, a want, a desire, a desperation. Besides.. He looked good in gold anyway. ° Like I said. FILTH. Filthy, filthy, filthy~ Roll the dice, pick a card, look into the looking glass, I do not care, it will lead you to the same destination. And oh boy, do I never wanna leave~