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taolay killin’ it (￣ー￣)

Fanny Price, Mansfield Parki (Jane Austen)

                             - what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone[this]                             - what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone[This]                             - my muse’s last text to your muse[text to: Ancient one] -sends a picture of your gift outside of your door-

Your energy is theirs. Your life force sustains the Gods; the predators of the living. Dapper and alluring, killing in such gentlemanly ways. They do not hack into the bodies, or rip apart the tender flesh. They do not bludgeon or harass. Stalkers of the night. Children of the darkness. Polite. Deferential. And their victims — passive, at best. They leave their prey swooning, and return to them night after night, while the victim visibly grows weaker. Dying a little more each time. The restless soul of the Damned. They will find you, and they will feed. 

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                                Break them once and for all.

Dir en Grey  (via sad-plath)

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