sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
sad-house-of-mortality: “There is something about the mouth… The dark entrance to the throat. The hungry teeth, the playful tongue. The sin of consumption, of biting, of blood. How shameless the lips, curled into a smile. The need to be fed, to taste,
