"I crave that which is intrigue, soar through my unconcious, orgasmic wings of crimson. I crave that which is pleasure, insatiable depths in turmoil, just beyond the peak. I crave that which is insanity, realm of blessings, carnal knowledge, rewind and come again..."
Reason for writing:
For those lucid yet illusive dreams
Birth sign: Scorpio
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