muse inspirations.

The way you slam your body into mine reminds me I’m alive, but monsters are always hungry, darling, and they’re only a few steps behind you,

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I found my temple in you, I’ve been begging for something to worship. Saviour, saviour, saviour, I was dead before I met you and I’m still as dead but it hurts so much less. I was thirsty and drank the whole world dry, so when you offer me love, I’m afraid I’ll take it all and have none left for tomorrow.

Sometimes when they say the monster in their belly is unloveable you should just believe them instead of throwing your songbird heart in and making them prove it.

You’re his number one, his favorite, his best friend, late night phone call, first text of the morning, shoulder to cry on, drinking partner, schemer, inside joke keeper, party plus-one, secret holder, dream holder, hand holder, bed-sharer, mouth kisser, but you’re not his girlfriend. You have a million excuses lined up for it, but you know the reason why, don’t you?

If you’re thinking you’ll find someone who will love you just like I did, you’re wrong.

There’s a difference between somebody who wants you and somebody who would do anything to keep you. Remember that.

You’ve never been needed before so you’re devouring it like the first time you tasted buttercream frosting. You become terrified of being un-needed because need has become like a leash on a dog and without it, what if they won’t stay? The problem with need is that it’s not choice, and it’s not until they don’t need you that you’ll see if they’d choose you.