. . .

wandering spirit

[seraph-fallen]

to silent you, in silent love, silent discomfort

to silent me, in silent love, silent scar . . .

20s. he/him. diary. minors don't interact.

[seraph-fallen]

missed you! are you well?

-🌸

hmm, really? i am surprisingly well, most things have been good lately. how are you?

[seraph-fallen]

give me not public displays of affection but of ownership — my leash could always be tighter.

[bl-daisuki-deactivated20170331]

[weltenwellen]

Natalie Díaz, from “Wolf OR-7”, Postcolonial Love Poem

[hannky-p4nky]

[seraphinesaintclair]

Charles Baudelaire, “The Vampyre”

[seraph-fallen]

you said you're cold, so i pulled my veins and arteries out to wrap around your neck in an imitation of a knitted scarf. you cry, and i struggle to answer why. all i can do is tighten the knot around your throat so the warmth never leaves you.

[unpaid]

[maskedmelody]

[geryone]

Dig, Bryan Borland

[digiitalangel]

you are my altar, my devotion, my only prayer. i do not ask for salvation — i do not ask for mercy. i ask only for you. let me love you in a way that strips me down to my very bones, in a way that makes even the gods envious.

[theoptia]

Jean-Paul Sartre, from No Exit: And Three Other Plays; “No Exit”

Text ID: If I've got to suffer, it may as well be at your hands, your pretty hands.

[philorot]

A snacc 

(redraw of old Goretober piece)

[seraph-fallen]

Random fact your as gorgeous as an angel/platonic

-🎃

how sweet... maybe i used to be one.

[postmortemlover-deactivated2025]

[flowerytale]

Henry Miller, from a letter to Anaïs Nin, featured in “A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953″