やっちまえ！

Forcing you to read your book out loud while you lay on your stomach with me thrusting into you. Hearing you stumble on your words makes me go harder until you finally melt into the bed because you can't focus on anything but my cock pulsing inside you

I live my life in a constant state of grief of what I did, what I didn’t do, and what I can never do.

the thing is, it’s never too late for anyone to start over except me. I’m doomed and it’s over for me

wanna look up at you innocently with a mouthful of your cock and see what you do next

wound tending is everything. unparalleled intimacy. let me care for you. let me touch the skin around your open flesh. let me stain my hands with your blood. let me get close and breathe in the same air as you and stare into your eyes for a few seconds too long. let me make you think of me every time you see the bandage, or scar

saying "you're mine" is one thing, but whispering "you belong to me" while you have both my hands pinned above my head and your entire body is pressed against me is another thing

kiss me up against the wall with one hand in my hair and one under my skirt

getting kissed so deeply and passionately while they pump their fingers in n out of you

you will struggle to say the unsayable thing for five years straight. and then it will suddenly become easy on a Wednesday morning

i’m so unlovable but atleast i give great head

Men love me for my cadaver swag. The way my skin is cold like a corpse, my off-putting demeanor, and the way I stand in the threshold of the still-living and the dead.

may the people i love always stay safe