One of the many doors to my heart. It’s now like the nine circles of hell. “THROUGH me you pass into the city of woe: Through me you pass into eternal pain: Through me among the people lost for aye. Justice the founder of my fabric moved: To

One of the many doors to my heart. It’s now like the nine circles of hell. “THROUGH me you pass into the city of woe: Through me you pass into eternal pain: Through me among the people lost for aye. Justice the founder of my fabric moved: To

Me.

Always Running

Just A Girl

Fallen Angel

Theartidote: “You Think You’ve Seen Her Naked Because She Took Her Clothes Off? Tell Me About Her Dreams. Tell Me What Breaks Her Heart. What Is She Passionate About, And What Makes Her Cry? Tell Me About Her Childhood. Better Yet, Tell Me One Story

Newnewromantic: (From The Proceedings Of The Royal Irish Academy (1836-1869), 1 January 1866, Vol.10, Pp.421-440)Seems Relevant.also: The Text Being Referred To Here Is Tain Bo Culinge (A Great Read And A Good Entry Point Into Irish Mythology), Which

Sweet Moans ❤

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Are We Just Going To Ignore The Fact That The King Of Sweden Is Fucking Hilarious

Lorenzens-Soil: Why, Oh Why, Did I Order Leaves… ^^^Lmao

Caffeinatedraven: Winter…When Horses Turn Into Dragons.

My Dirty Little Secret

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