Oh I miss the kiss of treachery, the shameless kiss of vanity.

The soft and the black and velevty up tight against the side of me, and mouth and eyes and heart all bleed, and run in thickening streams of greed.

As bit by bit it starts the need….

Oh I miss the kiss of treachery, the aching kiss before I feed.

- The Cure: Disintegration

Vampire The Masquerade: Washington D.C. By Night

JamieHalle Kiken Wolfdale Itshansel