i walk the line ♡ p.j.

synopsis

he is different. he is what you call the beast who's innocence was ruined. he inhales chemicals, but doesn't exhale them out. he drinks tea every morning instead of coffee. he says, "i'm his" and i believe him. i'm his, his intoxicating existence prevents me from leaving. if i run, he'll follow. the crazy part is i want him, i'm addicted, i need him. maybe, i'm a piece in a game, maybe, he became addicted to my purity. he found me one fall night wearing a short skirt, a one side sleeve knitwear sweater with my hair the color of a lilac sky and said,

"darling girl didn't you know that angels aren't allowed to dye their hair like a lilac sky"