SaintCita: succubus.
SaintCita: like a lioness, I am ruthless.
SaintCita: I'm nothing without my smoke and mirrors.
SaintCita: personal.
SaintCita: Fetus
SaintCita: experimentation.
SaintCita: stupid scar.
SaintCita: fried.
SaintCita: Colour.
SaintCita: sinking
SaintCita: [25/365] Cita. Nothing more, nothing less.
SaintCita: [28/365] A bullet to the brain,
SaintCita: [29/365] Eyes wide open,
SaintCita: [30/365] A hand over my mouth,
SaintCita: [31/365] Face to face with myself,
SaintCita: [32/365] I am Saint Cita
SaintCita: [33/365] I am the Alpha, the Omega, and the Cita.
SaintCita: [34/365] Have you ever seen a saints soul?
SaintCita: [42/365] She's got the devil in her heart,
SaintCita: [48/365] I am no servant.
SaintCita: [50/365] Nonself Portrait.
SaintCita: [51/365] So happy I could die.
SaintCita: [52/365] sick, strange darkness
SaintCita: [53/365] Send the darkness underneath.
SaintCita: [54/365] Make no mistake,
SaintCita: [57/365] See what I see.
SaintCita: [70/365] Here goes nothing...
SaintCita: [73/365] The Survivor.
SaintCita: [76/365] The difference between me and Debbie Harry,
SaintCita: [77/365] Have we met?