❝ ask and you shall not receive ! how about negative luck for you ? heh. ❞ his lips are filled with mirth, confidence brewing in the spaces between his fragile bones. everything is a gamble, a toss of a coin resounding at the back of his head, blaring neon signs behind his eyes, multi-colored tokens thrown from across a field of green. the world is his playground. sweet boy, do not give what is not yours. mother's words ring true. in a sea of oblivion, he laughs, in spite of it all, because there is nothing else he could do. ❝ i'm not always gonna be here to give you luck. put some more effort in your training. ❞
@starlapsed
