Tag: not ready for primetime
I want you to be the mother of evil. I want you to rule the darkness with me. At my side. Looking over a black scorched dead world. Where there is no more pain because there are no more hearts to feel. We have eaten them all, thee and me. And together we will conquer God, topple Him from His bloody throne and rule in His stead. Everlasting.
Darkling, listen.
love galore 