Rebecca No-Mates
@rebeccanomates.bsky.social
I longed for companionship rather,
But my companions I always wished farther.
And now in the desolate night
I think only of the people I should like to bite.
But my companions I always wished farther.
And now in the desolate night
I think only of the people I should like to bite.
This is how my grandfather's sister died in the 30s.
March 8, 2025 at 3:16 AM
This is how my grandfather's sister died in the 30s.