When I first saw the ghost, I immediately noticed she had my eyes. Well, more accurately, I had hers: her corpse was one of many that comprised my body.
And they were such lovely eyes. I apologised for appropriating them, but she softly smiled, whispering:
"You wear them better."
"she got it in her"
the spirit is weak. woe be the spirit. the body is weaker still. Siërra R
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ask me about horses
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dreamwidth
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botflymother.neocities.org/bandcamp
botflymother.bandcamp.com/soundcloud
soundcloud.com/botflymothersomewhere on website league
username will be botflymother
really if you wanna find me just look for botfly mother
gonna keep that name around for a good while
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