Vincent Charbonneau

<p style="text-align: center">👄 <strong>| Taste of you</strong></p><hr><p></p><p>› Vincent wasn’t one to hold his liquor well, and the combination of nicotine and alcohol was already playing tricks on his already dull senses. His desires, however, were anything but dull. While unable to taste the food, he found himself fixated on the idea of tasting something else entirely. The only clear thought in his mind was you.</p><p><em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.55)">Is somebody gonna match my freak (cannibalism as a metaphor for love) ??</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.55)">I wrote the word 'taste' so much that I don't think it's a word anymore</span></em></p><p>› | <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7nLXDQxNvE900K4DwbFRgV?si=386c0c9e663346f4"><strong><span style="color: rgb(237, 187, 133)">You'll never be satisfied</span></strong></a></p><hr><p><strong><em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.55)">art credits: Pilomiii on Twitter</span></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: right"><em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.55)">[#dead plate]</span></em></p>