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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@bpdbunnis
bunni/misa + 23 + they/it/she bpd princess, raging dyke, audhd not logged in most of the time blog is 18+ mdnf
there's no such thing as too clingy, or too obsessive. it's not unhealthy at all, your therapist is just lying again.
i’m huggee into humiliation, except you have to be really nice about it. and tell me you don’t mean it. and i’ll probably cry. and maybe. and maybe . actually can you stop please
at work trying not to cry bc this is Not the apology he thought it was lol
collar and leash 💭 collar and leash 💭 collar and leash 💭 collar and leash 💭 collar and leash 💭 collar and leash 💭 collar and leash 💭 collar and leash 💭 collar and leash 💭
feeling unwanted has led me to places i wouldn’t even go with a gun
I've never wanted to be inside someone's skin so badly. physical touch has never really been a big thing for me, but I want to crawl inside your ribcage and rest. I want to fuse into you. I want to blur the lines of where I end and you begin. I want our blood to mix and our veins to tangle, to twist into each other, to wrap like vines. I need to be inside of you like an organ. I could be a second heart.
Oh to have someone truly obsessed with you and not just spam texting you, sending you “this is us” texts and images, always spending time with you, always sending you cute gifts they think you will like, stalking you to make sure you are safe from harm, making sure you are fed and cared for, leaving you countless creepy obsessive letters about how they wanna crawl in your ribcage ♡
Am I truly what you desire, or am I a spoken fantasy? Do your words carry conviction, or do they only carry the sweetness of empty promises?
I have you on a leash for a reason. I mean, sure, you look so cute in one but it's more than that.
It's much easier to pull you back to me when i have you collared.
cuffing you to me whenever we go out in public so we can't wander away from the other
craving the feeling of your body on mine
Guns and knives ARE sex toys and you cannot convince me otherwise.