"But my mind has fucked me over more times than any man could ever know" {Zoe; 19 years old; Chilean; Writer; Cosplayer; Roleplayer; Fujoshi; Psychology Student; ED's; Horror; Zombies; Music; Edgar Allan Poe; Clive Barker; Kuroshitsuji; and so on...}
Tell me you’re going to stay with me, demon. Make me dance between your grasp. Be my Virgil, be my everything, demon, Be my last tears, the last sigh of my life.
Teach me how to breathe when you’re gone, demon, since I cannot live without the fire of your eyes, because if that strong light turns off and leaves me, I’ll be losing my senses, my pride and my mind.
Let’s dance together over the corpses of all the people -for you- I left behind. Let’s tremble and moan, let’s try to forget the disaster you brought to my miserable life.
I wasn’t aware things would turn into this, -How unfortunate I am for having you by my side!-, you sickening bastard, the opportunist of my suffer, treacherous creature, you’ve stolen the only thing I had.
But still, demon, don’t wake me up from this sweet nightmare. I forbid you to do so with all the strength I have. Don’t leave my side; don’t turn off the flame that guides me. Let me dance over the corpses with you tonight.