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1st-May-2007 10:06 pm - A small matter of taste.

Pepper and blood. Both such wonderful seasonings. The way one brings out the flavor of the other...and of whatever food I happen to be in the mood to prepare...a girl could go quite mad just from the memory of it, never mind the actual taste.
Ah, but somehow cooking just isn't the same when it's just for myself.
Can you imagine, me actually *missing* that horrid woman? It's no secret I can't stand the bitch, but this little cottage can get somewhat lonely without visitors. And there never are visitors, I don't think anyone else can stand the Duchess anymore than I can. Though I think it might be nice if *I* had a visitor...I don't bite you know. Unless you ask, of course. And that can be quite exquisite, let me tell you.

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Name: Lotus

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'I'd love to take you home with me and tuck you into bed
I'd love to see what makes you tick inside your pretty head
I wish that I could keep you in a precious Chinese box
On Sundays I would pray for you so it would never stop
I'd love to hear you laugh tonight, I'd love to hear you weep
I'd love to listen to you while you're screaming in your sleep
I'd love to soothe you with my voice and take your hand in mine
I'd love to take you past the stars and out of reach of time
I'd love to see inside your mind, to tear it all apart
To cut you open with knife and find your sacred heart
I'd love to take your satin dolls and tear them all to shreds
I'd love to mess your pretty hair, I'd love to see you dead.'

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