lyannstark: Dear Diary, I’m not a believer. Pe…

lyannstark:

Dear Diary, I’m not a believer. People are born, they grow old and then they die. That’s the world we live in. How can I deny what’s right infront of me? Someone who never grows old, never get’s hurt. Someone who changes in ways that can’t be explained. Girls bitten, bodies drained of blood.