Mikaela.

How many miles to Wonderland?

[cock & ball torture enthusiast @thebittersun]

FREEEEEEEE MEEEEEEEEEE

[َ @httpsbite]

the season that perfectly fits gothic architecture and all this gloom – winter

[hannigram script @hannigramscript]

(WILL) Are you expecting someone?
(HANNIBAL) Only you.

[hannigram script @hannigramscript]

(HANNIBAL) An imago is an image of a loved one buried in the unconscious, carried with us all our lives.
(WILL) An ideal.
(HANNIBAL) The concept of an ideal always searching for an objective reality to match. I have a concept of you just as you have a concept of me.

[࣪ ⟢˘ ᅟ 𝖔͟de ᅟ to ᅟ the ᅟ ‍𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬. ‍ ‍ᅟ @godabhor]

i wanted them to see perfection. i ached for it in the deep, dark core of me: to be so good i left other people in the dust.

[✒️ @Literariium]

I died that day

[Mikaela. @illusionjsta]

L’idea di tornare mi devasta.

[۟ @DRACULlNA]

i march to death, though i wish it was my own.

[۟ @DRACULlNA]

follow me into the dark. i promise nothing but ecstasy.

[Mikaela. @illusionjsta]

Quando tutti credono che sia semplice malinconia ma è pura melanconia che assorbe il mio essere e inghiotte ogni cosa lasciando solo un involucro vuoto rinsecchito in sé stesso.

[hannigram script @hannigramscript]

(WILL) I'm alone in that darkness.
(HANNIBAL) You're not alone Will. I'm standing right beside you.

[۟ @godsfell]

oh, don’t try and take his suffering away from him—— he’d be lost without it.

[ً @holyaches]

i feel the familiar pull———i am drawn， icarus to his sun. i have been burned already， and yet here i am again.

[۟ @godsfell]

i did not mean to be cruel. i swear i am good, i am good, i am kind. i have love inside of me. some place far, far away.

[ً @holyaches]

i know. i know. the past haunts you. i know. let me kiss your fears away.

[hannigram script @hannigramscript]

(HANNIBAL) I let you in. I let you know me. I let you see me.
(WILL) You wanted to be seen.
(HANNIBAL) By you. A rare gift I've given you. But you didn't want it.
(WILL) … Didn't I?

[ً @holyaches]

touch me， bury me， break me: it's never going to stick. i'll always come back from the dead for you. we belonged to each other before we ever belonged to ourselves.

[Mikaela. @illusionjsta]

Più penso di tornare, più desidero di desistere.

[Mikaela. @illusionjsta]

Se la vita continuerà a mettere alla prova la mia pazienza, io metterò alla prova la mia vita facendo un salto esistenziale da una finestra.