skyiscalling reblogged
He Tian — 19 天 by Old Xian
• dark eyes, head held high, sore muscles • shoving someone up against the wall and pulling them up by their collar • cold hands, empty rooms, neon light • standing on top of a skyscraper, city streets at night, fogged windows • perfect grades, calculated risks • half-finished cigarettes, cruel laughter, mocking looks • sleepless nights, eye bags, cold showers • a grin as sharp as a knife • flirty banter, vulnerability