I bargained for your vessel, perhaps even a bit of your soul. Imagine my despair when I awoke to inh
I bargained for your vessel, perhaps even a bit of your soul. Imagine my despair when I awoke to inherit your dreams. Love is a terrible waste of power. Yet I find myself rising with your words on my tongue, whispering with my own voice: “Whatever happened to that stupid boy?”————————–If you are active on twitter, please consider following me there. I update with new work a LOT more often than Tumblr. Eventually I’ll move away from this website when I find something more creator friendly. -- source link
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