wander the streets;
i'm sorry, young man, i cannot be your friend ;
i don't believe in a f a i r y t a l e end. i don't keep my head up all of the time— i find it dull when my heart meets my mind.
( independent multichara blog ; )
( it’s mardi gras.
he runs a bar in the quarter.
can you really blame him for passing out ? )
7 years ago with 9 notes
#; open . #; muse : eloi . #babe pls #he was legit bouncing around for a moment and then zzzzzzzzzz
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byherstrings reblogged this from mythkillers-blog and added: ( his nose crinkles at her touch, instead ; he fights back a little laugh at the action, covering his mouth with a hand,...