i am so stuck on thinking about this i cannot get the itch outta my brain Soulmates as horror, both body and mind. Society trapping you in a fairytale nightmare you can't wake up from. Dream a little dream a little dream of death is your only escape. Your body is Made for your Partner. They never let you forget this, as they put into you and your body moves and creaks and breaks, skin tears and muscles rip and organs shift and it Hurts, Love like this Hurts, but you are made to take them. Why does it never feel like they were made to give you what you want and need, but instead you were made to be taken from, inch by inch, measure by measure until you can't recognize the body you were born with because it's morphed to be the body they use. The body made for them.






























