heaven is you

i can’t stand the thought of my beloved having other people in their life . am i not good enough ? why should your attention belong to anyone but me ? i deserve it , no one else does , only i matter . i want to be the only person in your world .

Cuddling isnt enough. I need your blood in my veins, your skin warm against mine and our souls binded for eternity even after death.

you don't need anyone else. i already know what you want.

Kissing isn't enough. I need you to bite me. I need you to consume my flesh so I can be a part of you, so I can fuel your love for me deeper still. ♡

I really am obsessed with you. Even when I'm not actively thinking about you, looking at our messages or staring at your blogs, you linger in the back of my mind. Every thought leads back to you eventually.

──ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ you never have to earn anything from me. everything i am is already yours.

I just want to be everything you've ever dreamed of.

i want a partner as grotesque and perverted as i am. someone who carries the same strange hunger as i do. someone who doesn't flinch at the parts of me that are difficult to understand, but recognizes them as familiar instead. i want a love that is all-consuming, one that asks for complete devotion and offers it just as freely in return. i want someone i can cherish without reservation, someone whose every flaw, and contradiction feels worthy of reverence. even the ugly, beautiful, incomprehensible parts of them, and be loved with that same unwavering acceptance in return.

i dont want you normal about me. i want you ruined.

U ever look at someone and just think man I want to treat you like no one else has

do you ever just wanna sit next to someone and listen to everything they could possibly say about anything ever just because you like their face and their voice and their general existence 

Have you ever just looked at someone and thought, “I really love you”. They’re just talking or humming or watching a movie or reading a book or laughing or something, and there’s something about them in that moment that makes you think, “I just really love you”

Love me viciously to prove to me that it’s real.