from the diary of lilahi am sitting in my flat drinking red wine on your shoulder. we are sitting on the cold wood floor because we have no heating in our little one-room apartment. you are strumming your guitar incoherently and whispering strings of words in hopes of passing it off as music. we are drunk and we are in love.from the diary of lilah
i am too young and you are just right.
the car lights out the window seem to be moving slower and slower each second, but i know they are still at the same speed and i am simply slowing down. we have dim lighting cast and dust on our bedside table, but we are happy. i can hear the man next door yelling hurtful words in
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"Don't let your future be your past."
Niin ja tervetuloa deviin '3'
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Come down and eat chicken with me beautiful, it's so dark!
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"It was an act of love!" -Jekrophet, Demon prince of the Second Sanct of High Demons.
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