I want you to feel I am always there, Tilly.
Always with you.
Always ready to offer you comfort.
OK, a little discomfort sometimes, but mostly comfort.
I do, Sir
I want you to feel I am always there, Tilly.
Always with you.
Always ready to offer you comfort.
OK, a little discomfort sometimes, but mostly comfort.
I do, Sir






I am the architect of my own demise… 😉
I don’t mind your input, as I engineer your demise, Tilly.
It adds some of that je ne sais quoi, knowing your suffering comes from your own ideas.



“A volte mi prende qualcosa che non so definire: non è angoscia, non è desiderio, è un ignoto tumulto interno che minaccia di lacerarmi il petto, che mi stringe la gola.”
Goethe
💄💋
Pretty much the story of your life, Tilly.
So, I try to keep you entertained.