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Hot, naked models, writhing in blood soaked sheets, waiting to make you their next meal. Or maybe just someone interesting, someone with class, style and a unique approach. These are profiles or the people that make this culture what it is, interesting, strong, vibrant, beautiful.


SuicideGirls, Eliska & Serillian

Ok kiddies, our nightly update on the SuicideGirls is here. This time, there are two more hot sets of photos from the SuicideGirls Eliska and Serillian. It’s such a difficult task, checking out all the hot, beautiful and naked pin-up girls on the SuicideGirls :twisted:
details after the jump…


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SuicideGirls, Akira & Mary

The daily SuicideGirls update is here, and today we have photo sets from SuicideGirls Akira and Mary, more details after the jump…


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SuicideGirls, Angi & Magpie

Every Sunday, the SuicideGirls bring you the favorite hopefuls, hot new photo sets going live on Second Chance Sunday’s. Today brought two more hot sets of photos from the SuicideGirls, one from Angi and one from Magpie, more details after the jump…


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SuicideGirls, YoYo & Disco

Another couple of hot photo sets, this time from SuicideGirls YoYo & Disco, details after the jump…


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Suicide Girls, Qwerty & Hera

Today brought two more hot sets of photos from the SuicideGirls, one from Hera and one from Qwerty, details after the jump…


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Mogul

Nihilist like no other, Mogul spews a a venom that numbs and enrages.


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Bane

Covered in rage. Sweating, shivering and coated in fresh puke, I sit awake in bed. My vision twitches opaque and flashes of pain rack the walls of my skull. I must have popped some of the newer stitches, I can feel the blood pouring down my chest and wrists. It feels as if my heart were to beat any faster, it would rip the fuck out of my chest and dance gleefully before me. More puke wants to be free, but I have long since mastered the art and science of holding it in; swallow, gasp, swallow. The now open wounds must have puke in them, they are stinging like hell, distracting me from the squirrels gnawing at my brain. Although not really sure where I am or what just happened, I know who did this and I know why. After 20 years in the grave, lingering in my broken past, she has come back for me. I guess it’s true, love never dies.


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