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I need demondice, i crave karin callanni, my lungs breathe for mori calliope, my goddess, my queen, my mistress, my wife. all moons and suns may pass in our marriage's time, yet you'll still complete me, and ill simply crave more of you, any time you smile, baby, you know you drive me wild, crazy, thats why you got me screamin', "i think i might be dreamin'", you're covered in curves, and you don't cut shallow, talons in deep, keep your eyes up, fellows, bear your fangs, baby drain me dry, I won't even try to run away 'cause-I'm yours. your music is ass though.
i love you demondice, my beloved

The demondice stuff is a joke, though i believe and mean every word i say about everything ever, i love gaslighting(?)

i still have no clue what that whole mystic thing was about