[silkmothdust]

𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚’𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪

@silkmothdust

𑣲⋆ extended ❤︎ tagging

[mournfulroses]

Clarice Lispector, from "Too Much of Life Complete Chronicles," publ. in 2022

[silkmothdust]

drawn irresistibly to the flame, not out of a desire for warmth, but to be consumed. That is how I perceive my existence in relation to you.

be the fire that chars my edges, the heat that melts the very essence of my being until I am nothing more than a liquid shadow clinging to your skin.

[silkmothdust]

I want to drain you. Your blood, every memory, every thought, every shred of a life you lived before you were mine. I want to scoop out the silence of your mind and fill it with the sound of my own voice until you forget how to think for yourself.

[silkmothdust]

I want to carve my name into your cock, deep where no one else can ever see, so that even if you were to leave, you would still be mine.

[silkmothdust]

I want to open you up and crawl inside, to nestle myself within the warm, wet velvet of your chest. I want to wrap my arms around your lungs. I want our veins to tangle and fuse, our blood to mingle.

[silkmothdust]

I want to peel back your ribs like petals of a flower—slow, deliberate, loving. To hold your heart in my hands and feel its frantic flutter.

[silkmothdust]

my opinions, feelings, morals and personal philosophy constantly change, there’s no standard to hold me to. I don’t know anything about myself either.

[silkmothdust]

the lioness does not concern herself with how her account looks on computer

[silkmothdust]

I love you. I love you so much that I would happily watch you bleed out in my arms, just so I could be the last thing your fading eyes ever beheld.

[silkmothdust]

Let me break every finger on your hands until you can no longer grasp anything in this world; until you can only reach out to me.

[silkmothdust]

I want nothing more than to be a vessel for every dark impulse you have ever suppressed. I want to be broken by you.

[silkmothdust]

Let me be nothing but a frayed, unraveling mess in your hands. tell me I am worthless, tell me I am nothing without you, because it is the truth, and I need to hear it

[petaltexturedskies]

"I asked Chat GPT" — well, I asked Mother Nature and she said your brain and soul are rotting inside of you.

[twistedangelboness]

having friends is cool until they worry too much and get in the way of your self-destructive tendencies