A little collection I want to close, to start a new one.
I’m almost gifting them. 30USD each or 100USD the five. I only sell them once, because the owner keeps all the rights.
You can email me at firstname.lastname@example.org
You call me mad
Just because I see what you do not
Do you so fear the truth?
I can see you
See you for what you really are
And that terrifies you
Even more than me Read more ““The Truth of Madness” by Tina McFarlane”
She’s special, or maybe just simple
Electro-shock makes her scream
She bites her tongue off
They like their levers and their needles
That pierce her and make her moan
Soon they will break her
that’s when I see them burning,
rushed from hiding
All tied by invisible strings
It seems like for the past few years my life has been like a stereotypical country music song; so much of my time and money has gone to my truck and my dogs (I don’t have anything against pure country, it’s one of the most sincere forms of music) My dogs are family, so I would do anything for them, and my truck is almost 13 years old, so there’s obviously going to be issues.