Goodnight, Sweet Prince

I'll hand you the blade. Make me beautiful.

i will forever wait for you if i have to. but that doesnt mean i have to like being left alone.

Always ready for you to call on me, to pray for me, to me. I know you need me, it's okay to admit it.

I'll always be right outside the door. So close nearby that I could hear you whispering for me ...

But wouldn't it be cute? To lick the blood out of your nosebleed? To let some purple marks on your skin?

sobbing and begging you to stop, while you hush me and tell me this is a reward, not a punishment, and i should be grateful.

It’s also wanting to cut the crust off his sandwiches if he asks, making his bed and fluffing his pillows before he comes home after a long day, listening to him talk about something he loves without going on my phone.

hes so cute.. hes so so cute. i want to bite him. i want to make him bleed and then lick it all up. hes so pretty and he'll be even more so when covered in blood.