This picture bought her arms more time for her hour and minute hands on the clock of what Vlad would call fate. None of that mattered to me right now. All I had was seconds, and shit, were they sloppy.
I took one of my increasingly few seconds to look at the picture. There it was. The portrait of my life. And for that one second, came harmony. Finally.
I want you to know that while I dont or can`t always respond to your comments, I do tuck them away in a secure file. I`m keeping them for when I`m in court and the judge asks why I thought it was neccesary to eat your corpse, wear your skin, and run around the streets shreiking "TOGETHER FOREVERRR." No jury in the world would convict me, knowing full-well you were asking for it.
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