

He’s angry, dark. Doesn’t feel safe and doesn’t know what to do about it. He wishes he could control his demons instead of having his demons control him. He’s lost. Alone.
(Source: drunkvampires)
(Source: drunkvampires)


(Source: drunkvampires)


I’d ask you to come with me, but we both know you’re not ready to accept my offer. Perhaps, one day. In a year. Or even in a century. You’ll turn up at my door and let me show you what the world has to offer.
(Source: drukvampires)