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I’ll pull your hair while you beg for my forgiveness. Talk to someone else and i’ll curse you for life ♡
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I want to memorize your likes, your dislikes, your schedule, your everything. I’ll take notes, write everything down on paper. I need to know everything about you.
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is it really toxic to love someone to the extreme? it doesn’t sound so bad to me
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I realized that the reason I can't get better is because I feel the best when I'm at my sickest
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Sometimes I just want to saw you in half, cut you open, and then stitch you back together . . for what you do to me—I want to be the hands that ruin you, break you, and then after all that I wish to mend you, put you back together.
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what if i killed myself in a ritual so i could bond my soul to you and chase after you restlessly as a ghost. haha just kidding. unless. . .
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My heart aches. It needs to be near him, to speak to him, to hear his voice. There's nothing he could do to stop me from loving him. He could kill me and my last thoughts would be how much I adored being in his presence as I took my last breath.
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I hate it when others interact with you. I can't stand it, don't you know I get so angry watching them laughing and hugging you? I don't want any of them to interact with you. I want you to myself only, they can't love you like how I love you. Your attention should be on me only.
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I want to carve my devotion into your skin, leave pieces of myself inside you, and take pieces of you in return. It’s not enough to love you; I need to consume you, possess you, make you a part of me in the most intimate, visceral way. Your flesh calls to me— I want to tear you apart, not to destroy you, but to make you eternal, to make you mine in a way no one else ever could.
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sorry i havent actually been posting on here been really in and out if reality and picked up drawing again dunno how long it'll last tho
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let me pull back your layers to learn about every little piece of you. there's no need to hide any parts. i want to see you raw and bleeding.
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Would you still love me if I was never satisfied? Would you still love me if I always wanted more of your love, more of your attention? Would you still love me if I never believe you when you say "I love you"? Would you still love me if I were prone to self-sabotaging because I never truly trust others have good intentions? Would you still love me if–
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Just texting you, even when you’re not responding, makes me so incredibly happy.
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What's the point of living, if you won't look my way? Please, just one glance, and I'll be content.
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everyone feels so entitled to you. your time, your energy— they all think it’s theirs for the taking. we both know that they’re worthless. they’re pathetic, disgusting creatures trying in vain to take your divinity for themselves. they’d eat you alive for fleeting scraps of your godhood, drain all of your blood from your body if it meant veneration. they expect deliverance by tearing you apart. i won’t let that happen.
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