Sugar Darling

Bria. Photo by Callie Neylan, March 23, 2012. Sugar Darling, you are my sunshine. No, moonshine. Intoxicant, swooning. Down where the wild things grow and the slit comes to life with a flower of flesh and bones and innocence. Lost when he found you, lost when he stole you. Detested

Bria. Photo by Callie Neylan, March 23, 2012. Sugar Darling, you are my sunshine. No, moonshine. Intoxicant, swooning. Down where the wild things grow and the slit comes to life with a flower of flesh and bones and innocence. Lost when he found you, lost when he stole you. Detested

Bria. Photo by Callie Neylan, March 23, 2012. Sugar Darling, you are my sunshine. No, moonshine. Intoxicant, swooning. Down where the wild things grow and the slit comes to life with a flower of flesh and bones and innocence. Lost when he found you, lost when he stole you. Detested