God isn’t asleep; i cut its growling throat in the midst of its lumbering slumber. no the guards haven’t yet noticed; morrow’s dawn and howling trumpets are not scheduled for another 7 millennia. so come back to bed babe?
God isn’t asleep; i cut its growling throat in the midst of its lumbering slumber. no the guards haven’t yet noticed; morrow’s dawn and howling trumpets are not scheduled for another 7 millennia. so come back to bed babe?