Personal Message
in the end, there's one thing you should remember: i've forgotten how to play the game.
forgiveme.
( feeling ) ; ◆ ◆ ◆ ◆ ◆ ( listening ) ; mirrors - pvris. ( craving ) ; to feel alive.
behind the mask.
first name: yusaku. surname: kaga. i’m presently twenty.
i’m just barely legal to do all the things that I do and that I have done, but i do what i can to support myself.
i was already trying to find a place before i was even out of junior high school. i was disowned once i graduated high school.
i began doing things that most kids my age weren't doing. i did it for fun. secretly, the neighborhood .
the red light district became my home and becoming an av/gv model became my number one vacation spot.
not everyone can be trusted. i’m used to being the toy everyone wanted and that everyone played.
there was no such thing as love and affection, not that i was really expecting it. instead everyone used me to their heart's content. i let them.
now that i'm older, i've learned my lesson. taking control of me is harder than ever now.
i'm still willing to bend over but, believe me, i will turn you inside out.
i can be extremely violent, as a seme or an uke. either way, i can promise you this: you won't forget me.
still want to play?
noticeable features: split tongue. a few small tattoos 5+ piercings. and believe me i'm loaded below the belt.
❝ i smile to make it look easy,
but keep in mind that some of us are good at wearing masks.❞
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✸▬ tickle me pink.
we all hold our secrets.
shake me. take me.
bend me. break me.
do what you can to still a kiss.
because i promise your lips will remember this.
mark me dark. mark me sweet.
make this last.
dream of me.***
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Master & Friends.
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profile credit : harlequin.
*** my poem. personally written by me. whoever sees this, shall not steal. thank you.