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wanna be the only thought when you're masturbating <3

rehab is for people who want to get better. some of us just prefer the sweet taste of bad habits and midnight secrets

i dreamed of a stranger last night. someone older, with dark eyes and a heavy presence i’ve never known in real life. our hands were tangled in a way that felt more like a trap than comfort. everything about us was toxic, ruinous, but god... i haven't felt that alive in months. it was that addictive type of intensity where you know you’re burning, but you just want to stand in the fire a little longer. i woke up to the quiet of my room, missing a man who doesn't even exist, aching for a chaos that isn't mine