Dark Intentions 2
It likes my anger.
It likes my anger.
Dear, Delain…
Let’s pretend…
The noise…it scratches
“###%-%-%#%-##-%%…” #########?? ####. ………………..####
Ring Ring. Aren’t you gonna pick up the phone?~
This place is cold…
Honey, are you home?
He’s always working.
A minute passes and I feel…wrong.