I can’t stop thinking about it, your blood on my hands, your blood on my tongue, embracing you as aggressively as humanly possible. To kiss and punch your back, to kiss and bite your neck, to integrate you into my being. To be one. To live on together. To die together. To be yours. To make you mine.

I admire you in an extremely disgusting, obsessive way, i am completely, so so so so so obsessed with you it is unbearable, you’re the only thing in my mind, you took that disgusting parasite in my ribcage and ripped it out of my chest with your bare hands with such a potent and violent desire that I no longer feel disgusting, not a part of me feels shameful or grotesque, sick even

i am drowning and drowning and drowning and all i think is you, all i ever have in my mind and body are thoughts of you, it’s so obsessive, it’s unbearable right? how i can almost, quite literally, cannot think of anything other than you, how i can barely have a conversation that is not dripping extreme bouts of increasing devotion and admiration and disgust

and i do not understand why things sick and evil like disgust and vomitive levels of yearning are painted as such because i feel like i can breathe if you talk to me and i feel like i am not as broken as i think and i cannot ever shut up about you or scream to the world about you and i cant but keep thinking oh i am too much oh i am too much but you say i am not and my obsession only grows

You’re my owner and I’m your owner. My pet, your doll, my dog, your trophy.

i want to live in your ribcage, in your marrow, your mind, your tongue your hands your eyes every part i want it all to be mine i want you to shiver every time you hear my voice and to feel those little tingling sensations in your stomach when i gasp your name and i want to be all yours all yours because i AM SO OBSESSED WITH YOU AND SO FUCKED UP YOU ARE DRIVING ME INSANE

YA VOSKHISHCHAYUS’ TOBOY
YA VOSKHISHCHAYUS’ TOBOY

i’ll dig my nails onto the back of your neck as i kiss you and never let you forget the scars as long as you continue on

YA VOSKHISHCHAYUS’ TOBOY
YA VOSKHISHCHAYUS’ TOBOY

take them, you cant make me forget them, you cant take away the trauma, but you can become the one living within me, oh you awaken so much in me

you’ll bleed on my hands, i’ll bleed on yours

I want to watch you sleep I want to hold your hands when they shake I want to kiss you shut when you speak venom

i want to be the only one for you, i want to be the only one for you, i want to be the only one for you, i want to be the only one for you, i want to be the only one for you, i want to be the only one for you