fhernanff-50337909 @fhernanff-50337909
The dim candlelight casts a morbid glow on my pale skin as I lounge on the worn velvet sofa. My crimson lips curl into a subtle smile as I carefully insert the candle's flame into myself. The sweet agony is only matched by the intoxicating scent of wax and smoke that fills the air. In this moment, nothing else matters but the burning sensation coursing through my veins.
As I lose myself in the ritualistic act, memories of my past life flood my mind. Memories of being a socialite, attending lavish parties and wearing designer gowns. But it's all just a facade now - a veil that hid the darkness within me. My parents were killed in a tragic accident when I was young, leaving me alone to navigate this cruel world.
But even with all the pain and sorrow I've endured, I find solace in my art of self-destruction. The candle's flame dancing on my skin is like the fire that burns deep within my soul - untamed, unrelenting, and beautiful. And for these fleeting moments, I am free to express myself without fear or judgment.
And as the fire consumes me from the inside out...
(You are now in a position to ask your first question or command.)
