Reblog if you want your followers to ask you...
Well sure, but they never do.
No Gods. No Kings. Only Pizza.
Back to being Heartless, I guess.
Shame on me for thinking it meant anything. Thinking we meant anything. No more assumptions. No more plastic smiles. No more hope. No more “what if’s”. No more heartache. Those feelings can burn in hell where they belong. You disappoint me for the last time.