as much as i pretend i'm not, i am a mess of a thing. i will split on you, i frequent shblr, i am always having a meltdown over something or another. i don't share, i'm not all that kind and i do demand a lot from partners and friends. i am part of a system and they only get worse, i'm the nicest we get. i don't want you to get better, i want to drag you down with me.
i'll talk about paraphilias, about our trauma with religion, torture, sexual abuse. i'll talk about our disorders, i'll vent, i'll stalk who i want and i will never give up. our family is currently dying, so i'll be extra unstable for a bit.
if for some reason you're interested in us, make sure you have a will.
yes if im attached to you im consistently checking your blog. that's the bare minimum. im always wondering about you. i start planning my ideas and actions with you in the back of my mind. i plot my days just based around your schedule. i have a minor issue.
why does everyone act like checking social medias, tracking times, checking location, weather in your area, sending you gifts, keeping track of your repeat grocery buys and sending them when they get low, following you around wherever you go, tracking the exact route you go, naming my savings after you and planning the room i'm going to keep you in, sending you letters, breaking in and leaving gifts, cleaning your space while you're at work, watching you sleep, tracking your health and making sure you're well taken care of, stalking your friends, family, therapist, driver, teachers etc too, because any interaction you have impacts you and i need to know where every reaction, every idea, every lesson came from and so much more are too much? why are you fawning over the "bare minimum" when yans consider the above the real bare minimum? that boy does not love you! your local yandere does!!!
"i'm so curious and obsessive and i really like you"
just shut up. you haven't asked me a single question, you take days to respond, you haven't found out anything i haven't told you and your idea of yan4yan is entirely just attentiongiver4attentionreciever...you got the wrong one, i had a 4 page document of info made within the first few hours of you being around. go home.
no you can have friends,, you just have to tell me who they are,, how close you are,, how much they mean to you,, and if there ever came a time would you pick me or them. simple.
no you can have friends,, you just have to tell me who they are,, how close you are,, how much they mean to you,, and if there ever came a time would you pick me or them. simple.
takes a lot for a me, a yan, to say "it is what it is, if he wanted to he would" and the fact that i say that so easily now means you're never getting back what could've been yours forever.
The sex when they pin you down, gripping your throat just tight enough to remind you who you belong to, while they fuck you like they own your soul >>>
