id love to show someone who died by their own hand the love they didnt get while they were alive.kissing the rotting, sunken cheeks that once only felt tears stream down them.adoring and appreciating the body that once brought them so much torment.id show them that even a gunshot wound to the head couldnt make them any less beautiful.id make their suffering worth it, and use the new hole for good.maggots cant have all the fun.

the only way to make sure someone wont leave you is to take away their choice, and if they truly meant their devotion to you, it shouldnt be a big deal.breathing people make the wrong decision every day, but a corpse is purified from that, thankfully.

i think laying someone to rest is the most beautiful thing you can do.its painful in the moment, and they scream, and kick, and tell you to stop but then its over as soon as it started. the pain leaves like the light in their eyes, and then its over. no more suffering. theyre all yours now. you can love them now.

its so sweet to think about keeping someones body after they're dead.rotting flesh falling off the bone thats still as beautiful as the day you fell in love with it.talking to them like they're still there, because they are, in all the ways that matter.. and yes the smell is putrid but at the same time its all consuming, its the warmth that is missing from their skin.