“She had no other explanation as to why she so continuously felt the compulsion to become the object of such gruesome appetites…
she only knew that she did.”
-the Black Journals
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“She had no other explanation as to why she so continuously felt the compulsion to become the object of such gruesome appetites…
she only knew that she did.”
-the Black Journals
Torch
Oh, how i love to
let you touch me slowly
over and under
your spell
act like you own me
sugar daddy
hold me
i'll be your candy darling girl
you have nothing to fear
why don't you just lay here
come on baby
you know how
sipping from the chalice
give you back your status
i will never tear you down
i could be your little torch
you'll find
the light
scream my name
and tell me more
the skies
ignite
Oh, how you love to
let me fuck you slowly
over and under
your spell
act like you own me
sugar daddy, hold me
i'll be your candy darling girl
oh, we're so happy
just to laugh
without the tears
an old aphrodisiac
that last beyond the years
tell me you're falling for me
and i'm falling for it
tell me what you
tell me what you
tell me what you want from me
i could be your little torch
you'll find
the light
scream my name
and tell me more
the skies
ignite
Oh, how i love to
let you touch me slowly
over and under
your spell
act like you own me
sugar daddy, hold me
i'll be your candy darling girl
im rotting its fine
(80's pop music plays)
eventually, frustrated, someone just asks you: “what’s so hard?” and you stare at them, blankly, and you wonder the same thing yourself.
everyone else just lives. they get up, they go out, they get shit done. why can’t you? why do you find it so hard to do what everyone else does naturally? will you ever find it easier? or are you just stuck here?
“what’s so hard?” they repeat, and this time, you look away, eyes stinging. you sit in silence until they shrug, exasperated, and walk away.
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"in me, Daddy."
- her
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