#mlm yan

born to say “i hope they fucking die” forced to say “omg i hope you have funnn :3” whenever they go out with their friends

Scrolling through photos of my boyfriend half way through a tough shift, like a soldier opening up a locket of their lover while in war lmaooo

feeling so much more obsessed with my darling after starting testosterone, which I didn't even know was possible. i think about them constantly. my heart aches when i have to pull away from their warmth. i see their eyes, their skin in the sun, their beautiful smile-- god it kills me every time. don't even get me started on hearing them laugh. it almost hurts, it feels so good. i love them. im in love with them. I never want us to be apart. i want to keep them forever and ever.

UUUUUGGGGGGHHHHH HE'S NOT YOURS HE'S NOT YOURS HE'S NOT YOURS HE'S NOT YOURS GO AWAY!!!!! GET AWAY FROM HIM YOU FUCKING BITCH OR I'LL DRAG YOU AWAY BY YOUR ENTRAILS

hey i know we met like five minutes ago but do you talk to other guys?? how many friends do you have?? do you believe in soulmates?? am i the cutest guy you’ve ever met?? just asking lol

kissing is not enough, i need to devour you. not in a sensual metaphorical way either but in a cannibal literal way

when did the definition of the term ‘yandere’ go from ‘one who feels so intensely for someone it borders on religion’ to ‘one who desperately craves anyone’s attention it borders on pathetic’