dear diary.. my teenage angst bullshit has a body count <3;

the scent of your insides.. from under the floor boards;

I've been dreaming about you.. in a pool of your own blood;

with your eyes gouged out.. by the work of my thumbs;

the perfect perfume..for settling a score;

dear diary.. my teenage angst bullshit has a body count <3;

the scent of your insides.. from under the floor boards;