lipstickbetty

-sutures set-
Current mood: indescribable

i cut your lips with my teeth and red poured down your chin to your chest. Most glorious in all your pain, with pounderous breathes and captive stares. And as the blood cascaded to your feet i began to understand you in all your beauty. Past agony in your eyes and discomfort in your veins. the sutures are set you shall weep no longer pretty baby.

Currently listening:
Vanity By Eighteen Visions