γΒ Β Β Β @unfathomablebeingsβ asked β β Β when Β they Β stop Β & Β stare Β , Β it Β doesnβt Β worry Β me Β . Β β -this is written on a piece of paper from quinn (look i really wanted to interact with you and this is me waving shyly from the background)Β Β Β γ
Β Β Β Β ππππ ππππ ππππππ ππ πππ πππππ ππ πππππ.Β more than anyone, dom knew what it was like to be the black sheep amongst peers. whether it was other supernatural beings or other demons, heβd never fit in. itβs the reason he was here, right now instead of in hell where his kind should be. he reads the sentence once then over again before huffing, placing down the pad of paper for him.Β
Β Β Β Β β good, fuck emβ.Β β he states bluntly.Β β who gives a shit what other people think, hm ? what they think or feeling toward you, doesnβt matter.Β β dom wasnβt the most reassuring or friendly of people but itβs the simple truth, itβs what he himself lived by.Β
random lyrics. || accepting.Β











