With a cigarette through my teeth, I walk through the woods and shove my hands in my pockets. I think over what happened with Austin... and then with Sol, and I start wondering whether I even have a shot for any of that.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
My orange eyes trail over the woods and flicker whenever I hear just the slightest noise. Shaking out my pure white coat, I growl lowly and start walking closer to the edge of it. I hate Diana. Just losing me like that... I hear human footsteps and look up immediately, my eyes flickering again as I look around.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
