I want to speak your language. The language of warfare. Intellectual fornication. Lewd romance.
I want your socio. Your mad scientist. I want your hot breath and the touch of your whip.
I want your contradictions and your lies. Your formulas and numbers. I want your cold, cold hands upon mine.
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 7:18 PM UTC
I want to speak your language. The language of warfare. Intellectual fornication. Lewd romance.
I want your socio. Your mad scientist. I want your hot breath and the touch of your whip.
I want your contradictions and your lies. Your formulas and numbers. I want your cold, cold hands upon mine.
first posted June 19, 2011. title is Japanese wordplay for "killing the heart"
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