You say I would make a better liar, and never face the music when it's dire... I breathe disaster ever after...Ookami spends a lonely day, reflecting over his coffee of things that were, and could have been.
...Can you stay where you are for a while?
I could be your perfect disaster.
You could be my ever after...
Sketched up while listening to "Ever After" by Mariana's Trench.
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