Strung out on the dark side.

it's been five years and yet born to make history still remains one of my personal favorite songs of all time. what a gift to be able to be inspired by yuuri katsuki after all these years

19th century books will kill off a main character in one sentence and then spend 3 pages describing a street

the winding pavement had an unearthly chill lurking about it. the cobblestones were crooked and placed at random intervals, weathered by thousands of footsteps and years past over them. water pooled in a nearby gutter. the steady drip from the pipe exchoed through the empty alley. hubert was fucking stabbed. the sidewalk was cracked and old 

The abyss heard the can opener

Zeke has no rights. Don't come for me.