
“Now make me a promise. This is the last time you’ll cry for me. If I’m to learn from my pain, to overcome it, I can’t share it, do you understand?” [x]
BONE REMAINS → angels, demons, britlingens.

it’s your right and your ability to become my perfect enemy

“You an I, we were born to die”

they used to be just like me and you. they used to be sweet little boys. but something went horribly askew, now killing is their only source of joy. cuz everybody knows…