[cr00pydoll]

let’s smoke together and drift into sleep as the weather rots outside, lulled by our slow, hollow breathing

[cr00pydoll]

Well… It’s been a long time?

[dark-angels666]

[cr00pydoll]

only a corpse, resting peacefully in a coffin, dense fog dancing above me like the whispers from underworld haunts me.

[cr00pydoll]

how about watching horror movies together while both having a halloween costume—me being a scary doll drooling in blood or bubble head nurse, you being pyramid head—then go for a walk and do a urbex.

[cr00pydoll]

The problem is, I can’t love without being completely obsessed.

[cr00pydoll]

I want to look like the vampire who will hypnotise him. Mine to look, mine to love. Luring him into the woods, inside an abandoned manor, and live there for an eternity.

[g0ryd0lly]

If I need to rip his body open and crawl into it to make him completely obsessed with me, I will. If my lips needs to trace every part of his body until he can’t pronounce my name correctly, I will. If I need to lure him into the woods and keep him there, only to myself, I will happily oblige to my own ideas.

[cr00pydoll]

c_<

[cr00pydoll]

[cr00pydoll]

me n who ?

[cr00pydoll]

the things I want to do at night… just get my hair in a dark red, bangs, vampiric makeup and a black corset (ofc I’m broke bye)

[cr00pydoll]

send biceps so I won’t go fuckng crazy. ꫂ᭪ (no but fr send biceps)

[cr00pydoll]

me n masked man who are deadly intelligent, aren’t gross, give princess treatment, take care of me whenever I feel down, are sweet and protective, obsessive, aren’t there for s*x, and are respectful.

[cr00pydoll]

best date idea : baking cakes or jst food, urbex or night walks in scary places, reading & writing, n cuddles while watching horror movies/playing horror games

[cr00pydoll]

rewatching all tim burton movies for october >>

[cr00pydoll]

all I want is you, watching horror movies, doing urbex together, writing under the pouring rain and melt into some big arms

[cr00pydoll]

I’m tired both mentally n physically. I do not want help neither sympathy, cause all I want deep down is to drive away and lost myself in a forest, far away from people, just with the calmness of the nature and animal. I could write my own poetry n romance without caring about a glance. Just like that, away from the fear that felt into me, and counting each seconds pass while smelling the rain pouring on top of my head.