a day in August

Woke up to him stroking my hair, cuddling me tight.

Turned to look into his eyes, allowing him to brush his fingers along my backbones, tightening his arm around me.

He awakened the evil in me.

"What are you afraid of?" 

he asked.

"Why are you trying so hard to change yourself, to feed the society?"
"What's stopping you to take what you want?"

"I know, deep down, you want it so much" 

(Yes, I do. 

I want to crush,

I want to kill, 

I want to ruin, 

I want to fall and deprave.

and you won't be able to handle any of this.

and thus, I will just smile and be nice )

His kisses then took my shuddering breath away, and the devil in me grew so much stronger within seconds. My heart got cut on the edge of memories, the devil bled the hell out, and soon flooded with the sea of bloody abhorrent thoughts.


Never know that I would thirst for power so much, that he said that I chose power over pleasure.

The mind game drove me crazy, I wanted to be in control so much, that I almost ruin him... ... and myself.

fucked up. 

长久以来的压抑，原来在暗地里酝酿着这场风暴。

你走了，我选择留下。
不管逃到多远，你似乎已经不在；目之所及，却都是你我。