amoremorbido

[amoremorbido]

“enemies to lovers as a fictional trope is harmful because it normalizes and romanticizes abuse and toxicity” my brother in Christ, touch. grass. they fuck while trying to murder each other and also they use each other’s blood as lube and yeah they look hot as fuck. what are you going to do about it?

[amoremorbido]

i yearn and i yearn and i yearn

[amoremorbido]

craving teeth in flesh, daydreaming of you, putting the lightest pressure on my jugular to remind me you could rip out my throat, if you wanted

[amoremorbido]

yeah you can let me kiss your neck. i promise ill be normal about it.

LICKS U BITES U LICKS U BITES U MOANS INTO UR NECK BITES U LICKS YOU BI-

[amoremorbido]

“The Abbaye Notre-Dame de Sénanque is a lovely medieval Cistercian abbey that is one of the best places to see Provence’s famed lavender fields…”

[amoremorbido]

does the empty space between my bones look inviting?

does the curve of my spine ask you in?

would you fit between my lungs if i cracked open their cage?

slip softly under skin and sinew until you reach beyond the red.

if there isn’t a soul down there, maybe it’s just you.

sleeping soundly in the gore.

[amoremorbido]

from “american denim”, 1975.

[amoremorbido]

would you kiss me with blood all over my face

[amoremorbido]

Alex Dimitrov, from Love and Other Poems; “The Weather of Our Lives”

[amoremorbido]

Alex Dimitrov, from Love and Other Poems; “The Weather of Our Lives”

[amoremorbido]

Alex Dimitrov, from Love and Other Poems; “The Weather of Our Lives”

[amoremorbido]

Mutilating you in the woods on a cold autumn night sounds nice right now. Splitting you open and feeling the warmth of your insides on my hands and arms, the heat from your body escaping into the cold air and turning into a steam that rises up into my face, the smell of your insides being so sickening and pleasurable at the same time which only causes me to grow more violent with your body. You'll be a memory that I never forget

[amoremorbido]

Confess your undying love for me while you're bleeding out from the wounds I gave you

[amoremorbido]

time to press on this mysterious leg bruise so hard i get a little lightheaded about it

[amoremorbido]

hey there’s something really wrong w you can i lick your blood

[amoremorbido]

drinking blood is not about the blood it's about the biting it's about the drinking it's about the closeness of it all. but it's also a little bit about the blood

[amoremorbido]

i need to have my ribs cracked open and my heart bitten into and yes it is a sex thing obviously