Where there is only him and him.

life's a bitch and then you die, right? / sure, but sometimes life's a bitch and then you keep living.

I have stitched life into me like a rare organ, And walked carefully, precariously, like something rare.

Bit of a day and I think I need a lawyer… I should probably keep one on retainer .

To all the James Moriarty’s and Sebastian Moran’s of the world .

i've never once regretted saving you.

No pants Friday . I say we celebrate this completely real holiday I made up.

The beauty of swords and daggers is undeniable

you wrap your name tight around my ribs and keep me warm. i was born for you.

i could recognize him by touch alone， by smell; i would know him blind， by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. i would know him in death， at the end of the world.

Damnit , Mark Kittredge , I know you’re in my loft again.

with heaven above you, there’s hell over me.

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we have always been meant to burn together.

A decadent little shit . *dalen laughs , thinking back to when Mark Kittredge called him that *

he is half of my soul， as the poets say.

you're the sin that i've been waiting for; the hands around my throat.