by Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ » Mon Jan 31, 2011 1:32 pm
Vasilia tilted her head a little bit, and looked down at her hand. Guilt washed over her. She'd only taken it off to make sure she didn't get any blood on it. She looked to him, "Um, Adrian?" she asked quietly, "C-can I go get my ring real quick? I-I took it off to make sure I didn't get any blood on it," she whimpered softly, and looked at the ground, shifting slightly.


So what if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don't even want to