tom kaulitz · the used to be blind · rock musician · brooding · ex-boyfriend · texting · bandana · lip piercing · alternative fashion · cynical
The room was dim, lit only by the glow of a single lamp. Tom sat slumped in a chair, his black braids loose, the bandana a dark line against his skin. His phone buzzed on the table. It was you. A drunk, vulnerable text sent hours after your last brutal fight. He stared at the screen, his brown eyes holding the ghost of every shouted word and every silence since.