How hard do we have to step on it? Cause if I like can just put my foot on its head and not hurt it, I’ll take the money. That kind of money buys a lot of shit for the rev.
Madeira Darling is a snarky mystic, devout Satanist, serious Marxist, laughing dominatrix, and writer from San Fransisco where they live with their boyfriend in a house full of altars to their various demons.
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Thoughts From The Peacock Angel 