#primaldesire

…a devilishly craving of ravenous need; a sordid thrust of lust, as rapist thoughts clawed her rationality leaving her nigh quivering and short of breath, as every dire pant became a traitorous teasing releasing steadily a flood flushing and crushing her down to a core of animalistic desire, want, and need, to rip, to claw, to take.

my ex did this... he straight spit at the gas station clerk, with a lit blunt in his hand, inside the gas station, at 4 am.... for like twenty minutes until i told him i was gonna leave him there if he didn't stop harassing the poor kid

and he’s the one who created the mess beneath my bones

and i’m stitched up from the inside by my own fingertips

because i had to clean house so i wasn’t harboring ghosts

but i’ll still flinch if you move too fast

i hope you like morning kisses and midnight sex

i hope you don’t mind when i burn the microwave pizza because i’ve a few too many natty’s

i hope you like the way i look in overall’s because i can’t seem to want to wear anything else somedays

i hope you know i will take pictures; of us, of you, of myself, of you sleeping, of you making silly faces, of us kissing, and on adventures

i hope you can love me when i don’t love myself at 3 am, collapsed on the bathroom floor after staring in the mirror too long

i hope you like the sound of cobain in the morning but can make love to me to courtney all the same

i hope you remember to water the plants i insist on buying for their beauty, because we both know without you i will forgot, and they will die

i hope the ink of me is never something you seek out a cover up for

i hope this adventure lasts a lifetime