The Primordial Paparazzi has captured the moment Death brought surprise fleurs for your girl ... It was in vain for the muses choose their subjects, not the other way around ... Sorry Death, unfortunately you are not the Chad she is looking for ... ∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞ The Primordial Paparazzi feels it necessary to capture ... The truth, the sadness, the fun ... The unrequited expressions of love ... That just don't FVCKING work ... A Chad would never snoop ... In the darkness to give their muse some fleurs ... Or if they did, not glow and their heart pump ... Louder than a overworked heat machine ... In the dead of winter in hills of Idaho ... No, a Chad would knock at the door ... Give the fleurs to her face ... Ask her out to dinner ... Take her to a classy place ... Leave a hidden poem in the bottom ... That she might or might not find ... Bind her heart with music ... Win her mind with art ... Maybe someday Death will learn ... As unlikely as it may be ... Who knows the Primordial Paparazzi ... May advise him, we shall see ... For we are primordial love ... Which most have lost in time ... ∞Multi Sumptus Amoris∞