Turn around Bright Eyes

every now and then i fall apart

disclaimer

This is my Escapism.

"Blood is life, lack-brain. Why do you think we eat it? It's what keeps you going. Makes you warm. Makes you hard. Makes you other than dead." (Spike)

It's blood that courses through our veins, you know, not ichor. Thats what makes us mortals.

Nemo dat quod non habet.