…an anomalous soap opera…filled with candy flaunting demons and insane fetish jugglers…
..slow embers and shock guitars, rumbling bases and cutting drives, fetish and bewildering madness, insane thirst and driving need…these things have defined me since i can remember. it’s funny how sometimes the smallest thing turns u into a cutter…droplets of dirty crimson blends so well with salty drips from hazel discs…
