#obsessioncore

forever is a dangerous word. how can a mortal offer eternity?

but then i saw you, and i understood— some things are meant to exist beyond mortal restraint.

ʜᴏᴡ ɪɴꜰᴇʀɪᴏʀ ᴀᴍ ɪ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀᴇ ᴅʀᴀᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴜɴᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴀɴᴛ ʙᴇᴀꜱᴛ ? 

ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀʏ ɪᴛꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ʙᴜꜱɪɴᴇꜱꜱ ʟᴇᴛ ɢᴏ ᴏꜰ ɪᴛ ɴᴏᴡ

“ʜᴏᴡ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴏʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱɴᴛ ᴍᴇ?”

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ʜᴏᴡ? ɪᴍ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴡɪꜱʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ

Therapy won't make me better.

But you would.

What if you end up liking them better...?

What if you don't need me anymore...?

If I lose you, I won't survive.

my most fucked up desire is wanting him to make me cut myself for him - or him doing it for me.

not even in a sexual manner, just because he can...and the adrenaline, the mark it'd leave, it'd feel good.

i confess it.