February 5, 2007
purveyor of fine cocoons and soft lovelies
December 31, 2006
some unknown country in eastern europe - close to what used to be the soviet border: I come to, slowly. my head is pounding - how long have I been out? I'm in what seems to be an abandoned warehouse, tied to a chair placed underneath a single light bulb dangling from a wire that disappears into the murky abyss above. I taste blood on my lip, dried. I look around, but the dark outside my dim circle of light reveals nothing.
that is, until she steps forward...
September 29, 2006
♠M•ssEr•ka♠ makes me feel like the world is a little more globular and less pockmarked.
August 10, 2006
SLAP SLAP! cut. bleed.
erika, you wicked female, you can backhand slice me anytime.