time weighs down on you like an old, ambiguous dream. you keep on moving, trying to slip through it. but even if you could get to the ends of the earth, you won't be able to escape it.
whoever threw rocks at my sweeties last night at the park .. your days are numbered. start prayin' to every god in existence for a sliver o' hope that they can damn hide you from me.
spoiler. they can't.
very temp pinned. otto / cisco, 22, any pronouns, gmt +3 so sporadic activity + uni student. indep portrayal of baba, any pronouns for muse. unlabeled, mv friendly. new to verse and muse
#deadlockrp#mvrp
time weighs down on you like an old, ambiguous dream. you keep on moving, trying to slip through it. but even if you could get to the ends of the earth, you won't be able to escape it.