is this what i've become? is this what its come to? has it really come to the point where I can't live without furry porn? where i need furry porn just to function? just to feel alive? have i really become that addicted? this flesh...these robes...why must it be this way? this menstruated blood...gives me life. oh god help me
A sense of solace... A sense of comfort... A sense of sedation... That which kills me gives me life That which blinds me grants me sight That which enrages me also soothes me O Beauty O Darkness O Depression
A sense of solace... A sense of comfort... A sense of sedation... That which kills me gives me lif
