Sickly gray skin clung tight to its bones, the body a thin shadow of myself with a face void of all features except grotesquely huge, blue eyes and red hair that curled perfectly around its shoulders. Its bony hand dropped away from me, and though it had no mouth, I knew it was smiling.
i. OH, DEATH + jen titus // ii. MANEATER + blue eyed blondes // iii. BARTHOLOMEW + the silent comedy // iv. IRON + woodkid // v. BEAST + nico vega // vi. BORN LIKE THIS + three days grace // vii. THE BIRD AND THE WORM + the used // viii. DOWN WITH THE SICKNESS + disturbed // ix. DEAD! + my chemical romance
inspiration mix for my upcoming short story, SPAWN.