⌈ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ·ᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅ.⌋
REMAKING THIS ACCOUNT
get this tho
Going to remake this account and be more active.
"ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɴɢ ɪ ʟᴇғᴛ ʏᴏᴜ, ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ."
Besides, perhaps you don’t know how much I was saved by you.
say you're ᴏᴋᴀʏ, I'm afraid thattomorrowis just too f̶̘̘͇̙̜a͇̻̲̝̬͍͈̬͢͝r̼̩͉͖ͅ ͙͔̗̪̞͟͢á̛̲̖̹͇͈̼̰͢w͔͙a̙y҉̻̤̰̙̯͚͚͎̫.
Noro | Brand New
Why doesn't anyone I know sleep? Are they all just scared of their dreams? When they lay their heads down at night What are they haunted by?
After touching his side he could see the fresh blood tainted on his palm from his wound. He let out a groan. Shit, this hurt. He needed to press more pressure into the wound, or else things wouldn't end well. His white shirt was soaked with blood. This wasn't good. Shaky hands kept pressing down as he limped away. There was silence around the abandoned buildings that he tried to get away from, he only wished it was as peaceful as it sounded. Marco acknowledged he needed to seek help. But the odds were not on his side. There wasn't much he could do, nor would he get far with his wound.
Soon he found himself panting and feeling faint. He didn't have much time before he would fall unconscious and lose more blood.
" SHIT....I'm screwed."
ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ
familiar friend
{ ᴍʏ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴇɴᴅ }
Snow. Snow everywhere. Even more snow falling from the sky and turns the road into white field.
Look carefully. If you squint, there is a chance for you to find a white rabbit, fully covered in coat and scarf, hugging himself and shivering. Looks like winter animal has his limit.
"Delico? W-what are you doing out here?"
Even he was shivering with the cold icy snow surrounding them. Nevertheless, he couldn't stay inside for too long and to his surprise he had found a familiar face. Marco's footsteps would sink into the snow, leaving a trail behind him. The man wore his regular suit, with no scarf. Earlier he had given his to the young boss, leaving him scarf-less.
" Come with me. I'll get you a warm drink and a blanket. The young miss is throwing a Christmas party, so there's plenty of food for you to eat, along other things."
The scarred male gave a warm smile to the albino and signaled at him to come over.
recognize
yoυr ᴛᴀʀɢᴇᴛ﹐
&
—— ᴇʟɪᴍɪɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. ——
Cristiano family → Marco Adriano
You Stole // Brand New
Well I wish that I was as good as you, Caring and trusting. And I wish that my condition was new, But I’m old and rusting.
(via yoursixwordstory)
i won't be defeated so easily.
Marco thinking about Connie in Chapter 37