haunted

every rose has its thorns

[spriey]

“you only want me

because my mind is rotting too

god forbid you should find im doing worse than you

i make you feel like you could be someone else

saving you from yourself" 

[spriey]

Heavy eye lids drop,

Gentle music fades.

The flowers you gave me are rotting.

You don’t understand,

And I can’t explain.

[spriey]

"He says I'm exactly his type,

a glowing girl full of light;

someone who understands,

who knows how to care.

Late at night he lets me in,

tells me about the others who just didn't get it"

- dream girl

[spriey]

“How do you close a wound?

I’ve been in bed for days on end

rotting from the inside out;

dreaming about the inside of his skull,

and the greedy fingers around my throat.

The warmth of his breath against my ear

feels just as much like the physical act of love

as fucking does"

- closing wounds

[spriey]

This makes me feel like a weak man who thinks that he is strong, Must I play the chauvanist to be the man you want? Sweaty fingers push down on your throat, you say you like it rough, but it’s hard to think I do this out of love. And from my own submissive pleasure I want to do just as you wish, but I slap your face too lightly when you ask me to make fists. Kiss me softly do not bite, we can explore like naughty kids. You say you’re bored, want dominating, and I just stare and flinch. How rude of me to bring my thoughts into your bedroom. Is it condescending to be so scared I might hurt you.

Crywank, Song of a Guilty Sadist  (via spriey)

[spriey]

Sweaty fingers push down on your throat, you say you like it rough, but it’s hard to think I do this out of love.

Crywank, Song of a Guilty Sadist (via spriey)

[spriey]

Kiss me softly do not bite, we can explore like naughty kids. You say you’re bored, want dominating, and I just stare and flinch.

Crywank, Song of a Guilty Sadist (via spriey)

[spriey]

How rude of me to bring my thoughts into your bedroom. Is it condescending to be so scared I might hurt you?

Crywank, Song of a Guilty Sadist (via spriey)

[spriey]

everyone i love is gonna die, and i will die as well i think about this before i sleep and have since i was a child

Crywank, Memento Mori (via spriey)

[spriey]

in my life will i make a difference? in my death will i be missed? will i be granted some sort of an afterlife, or will I just cease to exist?

Crywank, Memento Mori (via spriey)

[spriey]

Sweaty fingers push down on your throat, you say you like it rough, but it’s hard to think I do this out of love.

Crywank, Song of a Guilty Sadist (via spriey)

[spriey]

Kiss me softly do not bite, we can explore like naughty kids. You say you’re bored, want dominating, and I just stare and flinch.

Crywank, Song of a Guilty Sadist (via spriey)

[spriey]

How rude of me to bring my thoughts into your bedroom. Is it condescending to be so scared I might hurt you?

Crywank, Song of a Guilty Sadist (via spriey)

[spriey]

in my life will i make a difference? in my death will i be missed? will i be granted some sort of an afterlife, or will I just cease to exist?

Crywank, Memento Mori (via spriey)

[spriey]

I am lonely Lonely in the fact that I need to be loved And told I am deserving

The Pugilist by Keaton Henson (via spriey)

[spriey]

And i wanted that heat so bad i could taste the fire on your breath,  And i wanted in your storm so bad i could taste the lightning on your breath

Songs: Ohia, Coxcomb Red (via spriey)

[spriey]

And I’m frightened Frightened to death you’ll forget Don’t forget me

The Pugilist by Keaton Henson (via spriey)