i do admire your courage . . .
i think i'll eat your heart .

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@cannibalsheart
i do admire your courage . . .
i think i'll eat your heart .
STOP!!!!!!!!!!! TALKING!!!!!!!!! TO!!!!!!!!! OTHERS!!!!!!!!!!! I!!!!! WOULD!!!! LEAVE!!!!! EVERYONE!!!!!! FOR!!!!! YOU!!!!!!! STOP!!!!!!!! NOW!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!
i want to be the first and last thing you ever truly love.
you are a valid yandere even if you want to become less intense. it hurts to be attached to the wrong people, to wait for the replies of someone who'd never respond, to get obsessed with people who'd never reciprocate. you are valid even if you describe yourself to be "softer" or more subdued. you are valid even if you don't want to hurt anymore. you are not out of place.
Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Nelson Algren, featured in "A Transatlantic Love Affair,"
so what if i manipulated everyone who was interested in you into hating you? i just want the devotion and violent codependency to be between us and only us. ♡
beating someone up and kissing the wounds i left would actually cure me
i frequently fantasise about being loved. the thought of matching my schedule to someone else’s is so appealing .let’s wake up at the same time, let’s eat together at the same time, let’s do everything together and then go to bed at the same time .i don’t need anything more than this
i yearn for a mutual obsession. i don't want to feel like i'm the only one with something wrong in my head — i want it all to be mutual. i want our obsessions mutual, our fighting to be mutual, our hurting to be mutual. i want someone to be just as upset as i am when they hang out with other people or when i do. i want someone who's unafraid to voice their jealousy to me — someone who wants to induce jealousy in me like how i do to them. i want someone to call me out on my bad behaviours and still covet them like i would to theirs. god i yearn for a love that brings me great anguish!!!
and if i invite you over to beat bruises in the shape of hearts on my body && carve your name into my skin? what then?
i miss you btw
being without you is killing me btw
im dying btw
Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959
I NEED THEM. I NEED THEM.
I NEED THEM. I NEED THEM.
I NEED THEM. I NEED THEM.
I NEED THEM. I NEED THEM.
I feel I have no purpose if it’s not to love or be loved.
Sorry for my inactivity. Hannibal Lecter is stuck working a call center job and getting over his breakup (again) (still) until further notice.
The type of dedication I need is the type that won't be scared off. I don't want someone afraid of hurting me. I want someone who wants to affect my emotions so bad that they're willing to hurt me just to keep my thoughts on them and them only.
A pathetic, desperate love that leaves us both in shambles.
One where we are attached together completely and deeply no matter what, as if either of us had a choice in the matter in the first place.