❪ 𝗩 , 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗬𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗢𝗨𝗦 𝗢𝗡𝗘 ❫
" 𝘐 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘸. "
The poetry loving man with demons at his side, careful smiles and a cane always at his side . eyes that glint in darkness with poetry curling out so beautifully, , a hum and a few violin strings being pulled. dark roast coffee with a chuckle and zero fashion sense.
- JoinedJuly 15, 2020