X In The Eyes (Falling Down Numero Deux)
Torn between fiction and reality, the Bateman complexion lives in you! Open your fucking eyes, 'fore you slip on the blood on the floor! The marks on her neck aren't for show, diced like a tomato. Shit fuck, she's not breathing! What the fuck have you done? Drink the poison and slam the door, forget... Sign in to see full entry.