@acotarnet secret santa for @graysons — cole st. clair (merry christmas, deni!!!)
Things come in my eyes and ears and through my pores, and my receptors begin to pulse restlessly and my neurons fire like cannons, and by the time everything gets into my brain and comes out the other side, it’s all transformed into a different species, pixels or channels, glossy or matte. I can’t change the way I’m made. I’m a performer, a singer, a werewolf, a sinner. Just because I’m singing it for a crowd doesn’t make it untrue. If we make it through this alive, I’m going to tell you the truth of why. And this time, you had better believe me.











