“First I was decayed, I was putrefied. Kept thinking I could never live on, now that I had died...” — Angelika Rust Copy Share Image
“There's a condition, though,” I tell him between kisses. Because having a relationship with no real commitment is one thing. Casually sleeping around is… — Angelika Rust Copy Share Image
“First I was decayed, I was putrefied. Kept thinking I could never live on, now that I had died...” — Angelika Rust Copy Share Image
“We assassinate. We don't accessorize. But I understand how it is possible to confuse the two.” — Angelika Rust Copy Share Image
