Mar 29, 2018
Angelic dream
My eyes roll into the back of my head as I grin, specks of bitter ink clinging onto my teeth like leeches. A gooey mix of black and white drips from my slashed jaw as I run my gloved hands along the blade of the axe, ready to pursue a life long dream. My flat, somber hair shimmers and my intentions of perfection become stronger as I rip the wolf’s beating heart from it’s snapped ribcage. Thirty years of impatiently pacing and I finally reach my craving, the sinister devil could never stand in my way now. Crosses of poison form in Boris’ eyes as his destroyed body lays lifeless, looks like you failed my little errand boy...game over...
-Honeydips~
