my idea of romance is stalking each other, being mutually obsessed with each other, and codependent on each other!!! ⸜(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)⸝
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my idea of romance is stalking each other, being mutually obsessed with each other, and codependent on each other!!! ⸜(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)⸝
The devil couldn't get me so he made me clingy AND self-conscious
My stalker finally confesses his love for me. His undying love and devotion as he kisses my forehead. But only after he has ruined my pussy, which is red and sore and dripping with my juices and his cum and currently he has me tied in half as i sob and his fat cock is buried balls deep in my ass. He knows I'll get pregnant soon. He also knows that it'll only take him to make me cum few more times before I fall in love with him.
They ask me what my standard in love is:
today, my grandparents chose to die together, to leave the earth on which they lived for nearly fifty years as husband and wife, so that they might remain together for eternity—unable to endure a world in which one exists without the other.
You are a holy transgression,
a beautiful blasphemy carved from the night.
You hang from the highest branch of my darkest impulses,
smelling of autumn rain and sweet, slow poison.
I know the rules of the orchard.
I know that to press my lips to your skin
is to sign the warrant for my own execution.
Yet, here I am,
a desperate thief under a bloody sky,
tearing through the thorns just to bruise myself against you.
If this is the death,
let the earth reclaim us,
tangled together in the roots of our own undoing.