ichi ni san yon go roku

Indie

ME!ME!ME! Nana


I am the sorrow
and hatred within you
Your narrow mind
and false memories

Look at the sky,
The glow of love dies.

Sayōnara

crimsonnephalem:

[-✘✘✘-] ;; “Minless dipshit? Nah, wudn’t call m’ tha’. Jus’ dun’ giv’ a fuck ‘bout people tha’ ain’ shit." 

Wether or not the look gave out a different message than her words did had no effect on the guy. His gaze as icy as ever with the crimson irises on unusual black sclera’s hinting at a faint glow. Half lidded eyes gave this girl an almost lazy and uninterested look for a second or two before diverting them. 

"Tha’d b’ a firs’. ‘m jus’ askin’ m’self da fuck ‘m doin’ talkin’ ta ‘verage girl’s nowadays." 

  Nana’s curiosity is peaked for a second; average? His ‘cool guy’ air and smooth exterior made her want to chortle in a fit of laughs, yet maintained a neutral attitude. Running her slender fingers along her neck and then around the collarbone, she purrs, ”yeah? Well, go away then if I’m so average.“

                ”Baka.“