He’s washed away the fake blood and changed into boring, ordinary clothes, but he couldn’t bring himself to take off the dog tags he stole from Sebastian. They burn cold against his skin, but they are all he has left now. He has to disappear. It isn’t safe. And maybe, in a few years -but it hurts to think that it could be so long- he can tell Sebastian that he’s alive. But until then, he’s invisible. He’s got to be just a memory.
what are you doing? Is everyone on tumblr out to give me heartaches!? : (