Sadness came Darkly, elegantly strolling like a gothic beauty queen. Her sharpened teeth glistening through dark moist lips. I expected her; almost invited her. I reached out, pulled her to me, embraced her; my faithful sadness
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There are always whispers of passion that echo in the darkness. Then changes form into a shape of blisfull pleasure that always end in hips rocking into the thin air of the dawn. I want to stay in that dream forever. Eve
Who said anything about me giving any advice? I was drunk and rambling, sorta like you do when you get into your dark and lowly moods. I was giving a thread of myself,an extension of the chaos that dwells in my madness. Ill remember not to do that, I know now that I cant share my insanity with you, guess its too much competition for ya. :)
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right, thats it.
Ive never heard of positive drunken madness
but ive never heard of alot of things
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