#day1607

t hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts it hurts, it hurts it hurts, it hurts it hurts, it hurts it hurts, it hurts it hurts, it hurts it hurts, it hurts it hurts, it hurts- why can’t i die?

i am the wound and the dagger, i am the members and the wheel. i am both a victim and an executioner. i will only break your pretty things. i will wring you dry and rotten. i dream of slicing open the first man who ever touched me. i want someone to devour me, consume me whole without chewing, so intense that i have no room to feel anything else. i want to settle in the pit of your stomach and burn you from the inside out, tearing away your organs and dainty smooth skin.