I killed someone for you. I bashed his skull and hid the body somewhere only I know. I hope you understand that I did it out of love, hoping that you would love me more. Now, I wash my bloody hands hoping that the murder of myself would not hunt me eternally.
Moon Child | Ongoing
By StarHues
"Home isn't always four walls. Sometimes it's one warm embrace And two people's heartbeats as one. " - Moon C... More