enyonoir Uncategorized June 13, 2017 1 Minute …I’m hungry and hollow and just want something to call my own. I’ll be your slaughterhouse, your killing floor, your morgue and final resting— Richard Siken, excerpt from Wishbone (via hellanne) Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related Published by enyonoir View all posts by enyonoir Published June 13, 2017
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