PRIVATE &&. HIGHLY SELECTIVE serial killer indie oc // written by JENNA
IN THE NIGHT
you’re in love with a knife fight
and his LIPS taste like gunpowder.
his h e a r t is a battlefield demanding
attention, his mind a dismantled tragedy,
but his love is like the whole world electric
and the sun laid at your feet.
i'm tired of always chasing, chasing after you i don't give a f u c k about you anyways —— !! whoever said i gave a shit 'bout you? you never share your toys or communicate i guess i'm just a play date to you —— !!
With that, Carmen went back to the car, a facade of eagerness taking over her features as she slid into the passenger side.
—— ❝ So, yeah, like, I think where we’re going is only ten minutes out from where you said you had to go. I hope that’s not too much trouble for you. ❞
❛ – … jesus christ. ❜
he grumbled, following her & getting into the seats behind her anyway, head sunk low in his shoulders to hide his eyes rolling at the sight.
❛ sorry, i’m just not used to my sister being so polite. ❜
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