𝑺𝑵𝑨𝑹𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑫𝑶𝑮 (hiatus)

i confuse instict for desire ⸻ isn't bite also touch?

god, you're so tortured, i just love that about you.

i am an apex predator ; teeth marks and scratches left upon your person. you are my prey, my prize. i will consume you whole.

we could be covered in blood together if you stopped playing hard to get :(

my rot is as hungry as me． and when god asks me about love， i always respond with cruelty． i know no other answer ﹔ know no other question． yes， love can be the violence．

i may think of you softly from time to time. but i'll cut off my hand before i ever reach out to you again.

death rejected me， but i'm sure it will welcome you.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀when you hurt me , my stupid heart thinks it's love .

there is a starved dog gone feral in the back of my throat. it is so angry at the world and the hands that feed it, and when i open my mouth it barks barks barks and it scares everyone away.

“i hate you,” i say. then i kiss her and kiss her and kiss her.

i only dream of your ankles brushed by dark violets, of honeybees above you murmuring into a crown.

strike me down. you've won. i've lived my whole wretched life at your mercy, yours alone, and God knows i deserve to die at your hand. you are my only friend. i am undone without you.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I'll kiss you with 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 on my lips .

Date idea: Cutting you and letting your blood drip all over my body

I BLUSH A LOT BUT YOU CANNOT SEE IT BENEATH MINE BADASS HELM

if my wife stabbed me id thrust myself deeper into the blade just to be a few inches closer to her but thats just me idk

The smile, so soft and so rare upon Aislin’s lips, left her face strangely relaxed, revealing lines of expression uncommon for a girl of nineteen; the faint marks upon her brow that spoke of how often she frowned, and the sun’s gold that had settled on