ℋ𝑜𝑝𝑒 ℳ𝑖𝑘𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑜𝑛

and i was helpless， tormented， and intoxicated by the sweetness of your cruelty.

you're in the wind， i'm in the water ﹨ nobody's son， nobody's daughter．

She is sitting cross legged on the sofa staring at the reader with her resting bitch face on after an argument with her brother, she was hoping for some comforting words or a hug.

All of us live with a 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 inside. Some days you control the 𝑫𝑬𝑴𝑶𝑵. And other days it 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑠 you. And it is always hungry.

and i was helpless， tormented， and intoxicated by the sweetness of your cruelty.

i’ve never been so happy. from now on， your heart is mine to protect.

why don’t i feel anything?

you got a taste for blood when you were licking your own wounds.