never love a wild thing.
"and with this bullet lodged in 
my chest, covered with your name, 
 I will turn myself into a gun, 
because it’s all I have,

 because I’m hungry and hollow 
and 
 just want something to call my 
own.
I’ll be your
 slaughterhouse, your killing 
floor, 
 your morgue and final resting, 
walking around with this

 bullet inside me"
indie shield oc
1 year ago. 3 notes
DTHM.