sexdeath

 

 

Here's to my love! Oh true apothecary! Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die. Yea, noise? Then I'll be brief. O, happy dagger, This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die.
-William Shakespeare

 

 

 

 

 

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