Nov 2, 2016
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows BLACK ──── And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And watch where the chalk - white arrows go
TO THE PLACE WHERE THE SIDEWALK ENDS. ── .* ･｡ﾟ ☆
@illusionare asked: ‘Trick or Treat! 🎃’ :')
Send ‘Trick or Treat! 🎃’ to my inbox and I’ll give you a treat! This could be: a promo graphic, icons, an aesthetic graphic of your muse, a drabble, a photoset of our muses together, a moodboard based on one of our threads, or some other goodie! Happy Halloween! Let’s celebrate!
