Paranoia.Perfect tanned Italian skin glowed faintly beneath the dim light fixture in the conner of my tiny room. My eyes racked over his motionless frame. His stomach did not rise, nor did it fall. His features relaxed and peaceful just as if he would someday wake up. My face twitched into a smile, looking down on what was now mine, forever. Shakily, I ran a finger over his shut eyelids, his skin frigid, yet still holding a sudden warmth. He was mine forever now.Paranoia.
I attempted to forget how he became my possession. If he just said [i]yes[/i], he'd be able to feel the excitement I felt. It's not my fault, really. As a human being I long for
| Gerard Way has a particularly sexual orgasm face. And I was placed on this earth to distribute it. |
Ha! My plz account LIVES!!!!!
'Gees lovely orgasm face'!!!
It is gorgeous isn't it????
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"Popsicles should be the new black and then everyone would have one." - Frank Iero - ^_^
“Look at me, with my pretty bracelet and tiara... I'm a f****n' princess!” - Gerard Way - <3
(I just appreciate a good hot face XD)
and you're very welcome.
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~It's orgasmic... in a Gerard way.~
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"Popsicles should be the new black and then everyone would have one." - Frank Iero - ^_^
“Look at me, with my pretty bracelet and tiara... I'm a f****n' princess!” - Gerard Way - <3
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"For me, masturbating is a lot like writing poetry. Not because they both feel good, but because my mind tends to wander during both..."
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