the boy looks at you with dead eyes. he was beautiful hundreds of years ago but now he is an aenemic skeleton with hair so blonde it looks white. instead of blood vessels, there are cracks in the whites of his eyes, revealing the darnkess inside his skull. you want to go inside, you hear the things that live in there, you want to smash those windows and peek through the windows of his dollhouse. the curtains stir, his eyelashes on your skin. Neocities.
you're sucked in. the looking glass breaks. now youll never leave! He tricked you and now youre ttrapped with all the other souls inside his head bold and italic text.
He did the sasme to us. the noises you heard were us said the soul. and the soul begins to feed upon you and you become a part of the giant soul made from the spirits of perverted travellers.
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