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January 31st, 2008
10:07 pm
Thinking bondage in a slightly romantic way. Half of a darkness in an empty room with only one chair of furniture. Curtains, black with red, satin curtains. Burning candles on the floor in a chaotic circle - the only light source. Handcuffs, chains and wax of a burning candle. On hands, all over body, on skin. I'm sick and I know that. Meow.
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Sviesta Ciba |