I am literally going to send you florid fetish erotica I wrote about you, but I’m pretty so it’s going to seem somehow charming instead of you know… the worst.
Tag: This is how I flirt
I mean the idea of playing the suffering god appeals to both my egotism and my masochism
I repeat, get over here. And I’ll flay you and crucify you and crown you with thorns… Nazarene.
I’ll be sure to bring my tiara, oh dearest devil.
Thoughts From The Peacock Angel 