♡ angel ♡

yes It Is Mine and yes it eats from my hand and yes It Is sweet and gentle and yes i do love It very dearly but it still eats flesh

i had told him i've wanted a knife since i was a child and i had never owned one. he bought me one the same colour as my eyes.

i don't know if he loves me yet, but i can tell he will. i can tell from the way he listens and remembers and from the way his eyes lighten when he looks at me. as if i was one of the best wonders in the world.

ive always wanted a knife. and now that i have one thats just mine, i keep looking at the blade and i want to try it. blood really scares me but i still want to try it. ive been wanting to for years, but i never gave in.

if i try it on myself he will never be able to forgive himself. i don't want him to. he's just so amazing and i only wish i had met him sooner, when being with someone like him would have been enough to be happy.

i have been hurt one too many times now. it's not enough anymore.

and no one cares if your best friend who betrayed your trust when you needed them the most used to call you their soulmate and promise you the world.

and no one cares if your parents were never really there even though they should have loved you, at least your parents.

and no one cares if your whole life has been really harsh and really rough.