“Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah! Rom-mah-rom-mum-mah! GaGa-oo-la-la! Want your bad romance”
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You act with no calm. You complain of your fate when you could so easily change it. You want to kill but you dare not. You are alone in your castle. The Club Cowslip devours you.
We hate childish things and beautiful things and the Goddess and images and dolls and leporis and we have no want for art. We love the Abyss. We are the Decadent.
