Protettore.

"P-please. I'll be good. Please don't hurt me." I begged him, wrapping my arms around myself, as though that would keep me from completely falling apart. "I'm not going to hurt you princess." He told me comfortingly. His hand raised to my face and his fingers ghosted over the cut from uncle's ring. "I'm not going to...

You Are Me, I Was You

[READ AT YOUR OWN RISK] You know what's the worst thing about your life? It's the fact that you are alive [an effort to acknowledge the dreary me] Most of the picture © @avogado6 (Twitter) Other picture © the artist