𝐁.

︻╦デ╤━╼𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐒𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐇 𐙚𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 ,, ֶֶָָ֢֢𖹭₊˚ֶֶֶָָָ֢֢֢𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐂 𓉸⊹♡ 𝐃𝐌 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 & ⟳ 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐒

Worship me not as God, but as the Filth on earth you know transcends Him. Deeply understand that He is not your salvation, but i am. I'm the only one who could love a broken thing like you.

Ripping out your reproductive organs instead of getting you pregnant cause hey. Sleeping with me will be a life altering decision regardless of whether i can do it the traditional way or not.

Perverse medical procedures. ♡

I need a loser of a man with an unjustified God complex to break down into a boot licking mutt.

Stitching up that mouth of yours before connecting my boot to your abdomen multiple times. Sick satisfaction rippling through me as i watch you tear your lips to shreds to gasp for air, your puke running through the gashes down onto yourself.

Stiletto to pierce the eye x Boot to crush the skull duo.

Oh, to inject a pretty doll's mouth full of anaesthetic before making out with the numbed up, drool-soaked mess of a pout. My little toy, slack-jawed and dripping spit — I can almost pretend like the words you're slurring against my tongue are anything but "please" and "stop".

These as restraints, not because they're pretty or strong, but because they'll have to rip open their skin piercing by piercing to get free.

Salty tears as confessions leak from those guilty lips. Beg Me, your loving partner for forgiveness. Be forgiven, at my mercy. Owe me. It doesn't matter what i've done. All that matters to you is salvation..even if you find it with the devil himself.

Jagged blade halfway into your abdomen, just sawing away at what was once porcelain skin. Guts spilled out to the floor, their absence replaced with my fist, knuckle deep as i turn identifying what organs i am touching into a game.

I'm gonna be the reason they need to put missing people back on milk cartons. My fellows need a way to collect memorabilia.

I’ll love you in ways your father never could.

All against medication unless it's self medicated.

We all know why we'd take someone there.

@absent_mf Dms are open for you should you need or want to any time.

Being called a punk when it's meant as an insult makes me feel so fucking horny.

Caught you.

@absent_mf Real as shit.

Intimacy quickly becomes twisted when it's not loving embrace, tight as you chase release together, but filthy arms that lock you in place and grunt recklessly into your ear seeking to fill up that hole of yours like you're not even a person attached to it. Take it.