
I'm, unfortunately, no fucking princess. And your kingdom is a shithole,
ANYWAYS.
I don't want to want you, and I don't need to need you.
ANYWAYS.
I don't want to want you, and I don't need to need you.
. . . . . thrift store cemetery zombie doll, victorian death bohemian grunge, a black tie affair fastened with a noose and black coffee in a candy store.
