my skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.
“Spirits——”
“I understand—your life has been lacking a certain excitement—but you’re above desperation.”
”Oh, calm down. I’m just messing with you.“
”Besides, Wolfbat, you’re not my type.“
indxstrialist reblogged this from alluringhubris-archived and added: ”Oh, calm down. I’m just messing with you.“ ”Besides, Wolfbat, you’re not my type.“
