but never soft. Dust clings to my boots like it knows I carry something heavier than the night. No direction, JUST INSTINCT… just rhythm.夜が深くなるほど, I feel more alive.
Spurs echo like a slow beat ⛓️ heart steady but cold. This ain’t the old west anymore—this is where shadows got style, and chaos got a groove.
I ___ don’t chase light—I walk with darkness, like it’s part of me.
[ ただの少年じゃない ] —$omething quieter, something harder to read. 
