(Source: meghanpjc)
“I’ll let you fuck my soul…for a hit of that glow…”
((Always a reblog))
(Source: lawlesshellion)
It’s quick
It’s clean
It’s pure
So why care for these petty obsessions?
Your designer heart still beats with common blood
And what if you could have genetic perfection
Would you change who you are, if you could?
(Source: ofinsects)
And it’s my job to steal and rob graves…
Zydrate requested by anon
A little glass vial?
You’re beautiful, it’s easy…
(Source: rebeccaisodd)
Out from the night from the mist steps a figure.
No one really knows his name for sure.
He stands at six foot six, head and shoulders,
Pray he never comes knocking at your door.
I finished him wooOOooOOOoOOOoo
Repo! The Genetic Opera (2008)
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