“I want the following word: splendor, splendor is fruit in all its succulence, fruit without sadness. I want vast distances. My savage intuition of myself.”

An ocean of desire awaits you, if you’re ready to take the plunge. Let’s bring your daydreams to life, one at a time.

“It is because I dove into the abyss that I am beginning to love the abyss I am made of.”

You’re ready to be my toy, feel the depravity of my touch. Time to be broken down and rebuilt in my glistening image, give yourself up to devotion.

“Who has not asked himself at some time or other: am I a monster or is this what it means to be a person?”

You know what you want and it’s everything.