no bark and all bite

i'm sorry i never did your tag game. i love you

touch-starvation needs to be written with emphasis on the starving part. you are hungry to be touched. so hungry that even the very taste of it makes you nauseous. it has been long since anything has ever touched you, ever fed you - that your body has grown more used to that gnawing emptiness more than anything else. it's better for you to be held, to eat but it makes you sick to try. you know

hanging from the meat hook all by yourself, handsome?

I should quit my job to pursue a life of meaningless violence

it’s a good thing we ended up getting married because this was like. early in the relationship. i kept being like “are you sure, because i have never done this.” i also did it with a testosterone needle #queercore

awesome that you can form a bond through gay sex which neither of you are engaging in, you're just both thinking about it really hard

one day you just wake up to 30 dms from your mutual across the world and they're like imagine if these characters were trapped in bikini bottom and they had to fuck or die and you're like, yeah tell me more

“See, they say they'll stop once you admit the truth, but that's not how it works. They can't tell what the truth is, so they just keep hurting you until they're satisfied you seem desperate enough. What you actually say doesn't matter- it's all in the delivery.”

that’s my emotional support hostage