My toxic trait is that I made Daphne du Maurier my personality in school instead of Jane Austen
Fuck restaurants and arcades.
Take my hand and bring me here for our first date.
The man of Shadows
"As insomnia settles in, heavy on our chests,
Hell opens quietly, it's gates thrown off the hinges
Yet the one walking silently all along the rest,
No monster and no human, just an existence.
Sometimes on wings, sometimes on feet,
Thousands his forms, thousand paths he seen,
Guiding in the darkness in serene dreams,
Or in nightmares, so be careful what is your wish.
Garden of thorns he turned into roses,
One of us each, so as night falls,
Close your eyes and sleep,
The man in the shadows is here to quiet your weeps."
for @darkipliier