by ::madlyhazel » Mon Dec 05, 2011 2:56 am
So, I went to The Nutcracker Ballet last night.
Instead of being a proper lady and enjoying the program, I could only imagine Eridan as the male dancer.
Whom was wearing tight leggings.
And an open, golden bolero.
And spinning everywhere and bending backwards with the most serene facial expressions.
MY MIND.
nocturne by kiwi sauce.sweet and right and merciful
✘ And it's worth it, it's divine
And I have this some of the time
✘ The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
✘ The b l o o d is rare and sweet as cherry wine
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