Evil is charming and beautiful. It asks for one small compromise after another until it whittles you down.
...run around with your ghosts, who perpetually grin..
And god only knows if you’re calling me home.
And I was in love….now I’m just hanging out. ...
It wasn’t part of the plan…..what was I suppose to do?...
....but run, run, run….
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map
I think my dreams are getting more elaborate, and interesting. System of luxury homes set into a hillside meadow, somehow free to occupants, protective measures from natural disasters; many social and physical details. Come as usual.
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