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@ghostofsy
📌 You can call me Jole
📌 I will post whatever I like, including NSFW.
📌 I live in Germany
📌 Put your age in your bio, or I will block you
📌 Asks are open
📌 Dm are open
I know that locking a little fragile girl like you doesn't even require a chain that thick or a lock that big. Though you will still get them, Because I want you to not have the slightest hope of escaping me and for you to know how precious you are to me... how badly I want you.♡
“oh honey, daddys so mean huh?~ and yet you’re so wet. it’s pathetic, isn’t it?”
*pretending that this is not what I want*
I found you, I liked you and now you coming with me princess ♡
We are going home sweetheart
She sat with fear in her eyes, gazing at the pattern in my coffee cup…
She said, My son, don't be sad, for love is written in your destiny.
My son, he who dies for the beloved dies a martyr.
Your cup is a terrifying world, and your life is journeys and wars.
You will love many times, my son, and you will die many times, my son.
You will fall in love with many woman, and return like a defeated king.
I have read fortunes and traced the stars so many times… But never have I read a cup like yours.
I have read fortunes and traced the stars so many times… But never have I known sorrows like yours.
It is your fate, my son, to sail forever in the sea of love without sails…
And for your life, through all its years, to be a book of tears...…
It is your fate, my son, to remain imprisoned between water and fire…
For despite all its flames… despite all its past… despite the sadness that dwells within us day and night… despite the wind, the stormy sky…
Love, my son, will remain the sweetest of destinies.
In your life, my son, there is a woman whose eyes, glory to the Creator of her eyes.
Her mouth is shaped like a work of art…
Her laughter is music and roses…
And her wild Gypsy hair travels across the whole world…
A woman a heart can adore and make the center of its world.
But your sky is rainy, and your road is blocked… blocked…
For the beloved of your heart, my son, sleeps in a guarded palace…
And the palace is big, my son, with dogs that guard it, and soldiers.
And the princess of your heart is sleeping.
He who enters her chamber…
He who asks for her hand…
He who gets near the fence of her garden…
He who attempts to untie her braids…
Is lost… lost, lost. my son…
You will search for her, my son, in every land.
You will ask the sea waves about her, and ask the turquoise shores…
You will roam seas upon seas… and your tears will flow like rivers…
And your sorrow will grow until it becomes trees…
And you will discover, after the years have fled, that you were chasing a thread of smoke...
For the beloved of your heart, my son, has no land, no town, no address…
And it's hard, my son, to love a woman who has no address.
But It is your fate, my son, to walk forever through love along the edge of a dagger,
to remain alone like seashells, to remain sad like a willow tree.
It is your fate, my son, to travel endlessly across the sea of love without sails.
to love millions of times and return like a dethroned king.
Thank you God, for introducing me to all the things I will never get and all the love I will never receive. Very cool of you.
From the bottom of my heart, I mean this when I say I wish I could kidnap you and keep you for myself forever. I'd be the first kidnapper to worship the soil his victim walks on and the air she breathes. I'd be the first kidnapper to kidnap his own goddess.
I want to be your safe space
My killer is a woman, and she is dancing barefoot on my grave. My murderer is dancing barefoot at the entrance of my veins. And oh God, how I would love to dig myself out, to press my lips to the feet that dance above my bones. Oh God how my soul shivers every time her skirt spins above my soil. Oh God how my heart beats in its death with every bounce and every landing of her feet on this grave I call my home
I think I'm at that age in which I find reading very hot. Like yes lets fuck on a pile of your favorite books and leave wet drops on some pages for you to always remember this night by whenever you read them. let me eat your pussy while you're reading, forcing you to read the same page over and over again. Let me make you feel like your love life is your favourite romance novel.
I should be awake all night because I'm having wild, long, earth shattering sex... not because of a sleep disorder...
I promise you this. If I ever found a genie, my first wish would be for you to be mine forever. Being able to make you happy every day would be my second. And my last would be... actually, I wouldn't need it. Because by then, I'd already have everything I ever wanted.