

Nell, Parts I-IIIA cheap nightshot filter cast a pale, but admittedly lucid green light across the deep black of the cellar. The surface of the aged rock comprising the decrepit homes foundation glistened with the renegade run-off from the corroded pipes and rainwater that had been propelled through the broken windows by the howling, twisted wind.Nell, Parts I-III
Ectoplasmic equipment at the ready, Nell connected the prerequisite cables, activated the console, and watched as the needle began to undulate back and forth with perfect, rhythmic synchronicity. It traced an ink line across the slowly winding lined paper beneath it, preserving symmetrical peaks a


i dont wanna die toniteThe unspoken snake has its hold, its copper coils asphyxiating me, ruining normality, killing dreams and pleasant memories.i dont wanna die tonite
Its venom holds a withering future corrupted by unclean hands. Mortal bonds are broken; its fangs clench, sucking love, friendship, shitting them out.
A silver bullet snaps through the back of my hand, catching its side, leaving the snake to decay amongst the faded grass.
The most triumphant trumpet, the most ebullient victory, the most beautiful sunset ruins everything.
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