This is not the way into my heart, into my head

Into my brain, into none of the above

This is just my way of unleashing the feelings deep inside of me

This spark of black that I seem to love

He knew this ws wrong as he watched L . As long by the name of would come forcing his way into his door by pulling his hair, stroking it. making his way into his mouth.

it worked like needles as kisses trailed up his back

"Please...no..."

"you'll love it..." his voice very much like Ls but deeper. lights pride cutting deeper than aknife. he watched as the rain pattered down on the window. =im crying-

blank stare.

.

-im gonna regret this-