lunarrainbow13

    Was it a Tuesday? Maybe a Wednesday. Who cares to know anymore. Things were too different now to dawdle on when it started. When sanity was practically thrown out of the window to follow a voice of all things. When did you stop caring about those around you? (Y/n) you horrible girl, ruining the lives of those you care about most. Yet he said he'd come... He said he would come soon... What was his name again? Ah, there we go. His name was-    "(Y/n)? Are you listening to me?" Your mother said, ripping you out of your thoughts, her concerned gaze watching you from across the dinner table. Her fork paused over her half eaten bowl of pasta