Shell of a woman

She’s nectar and a poisonous vector. She loves to kill; she kills for love. She’s offended by charming people. She’s a devil in the shell of a woman. She sees people naked for what they truly are. She wants naked, wounded souls in her arms. Touch of her tongue is like thousand tiny needles. She’s... Continue Reading →


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