Now there's no holding back, I'm making to attack
My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground
Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to find you, tear out all of your tenderness.
God, was there a better song ever written to just explain the kind've mood a girl can get in after a long night and an
amazing amount of shopping? I know, I know, not something you all would pick, right? I guess that's where we all differ. There's just something about a moon that gets me all excited, you know? If you don't know, trust me sweetheart, I can
show you.
Bon-Bon, Blakey, you two being good on here? I hope not. There's no fun in that.
On that note, where are all of my little
Harry Potter friends? I'm just howling to meet you all.