i can feel your breath. i can feel my death.
(i cant stop painting stuff that go with twenty one pilots lyrics and im not even complaining?)
((don’t remove the caption and don’t repost pls, danke. feedback is appreciated greatly though! so are likes and reblogs.)
Because at the end of the day, it is still you, that I love. No matter what happens, my choice is still you.
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