and you're powerless.
there's nothing we can do.


oneshe was a real pixie punk, if ever such a creature could exist with her neon amethyst eyes and spiked raven hair, decked out in leather, fake pearls, killer combat boots, torn fishnet stockings, chipped nail polish and smeared eyeliner. only instead of living within the shelves of the fiction section in the library, she was a three dimensional dream come to life, existing within the earthly ennui of seven billion other human beings, cohabitating a planet made up of seven continents, seas and sins.one
it was mid october and the zephyr encircling her skinny figure whispered in her ear of dead rockstars, forgotten magick and small whi
Gothtastic
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Back and in white.
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*It's hard to have a broken heart, when love is the only way out.*
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We'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
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que d'amours splendides je rêve.
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