amatesura:

Hannibal + imprisonment

I don’t want you to be here. I don’t want me to be here either.


My freedom then, you would take that from me.

Confine me to a prison cell.

You turned yourself in so I would always know where you were.

guardianthor:

I race up the stairs, the meeting is on the fourth floor. And around the third floor I’m passing the photos of The Rolling Stones, The Beatles and every band you love. Suddenly I stop and I’m like, what are you doing? You’re late, you shouldn’t stop right now.