the way she talks about her necrophilia reminds me of how dahmer used to talk about his necrophilia 🪦
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the way she talks about her necrophilia reminds me of how dahmer used to talk about his necrophilia 🪦
Under the Stars Beneath the sky, so wide and deep, We lay in silence, stars to keep. My heart beat loud, a thunderous song, As time stood still, all night long. Your arm beneath my weary head, Whispers of stars, or words unsaid. Fingers brushed, a fleeting spark, Guided by starlight through the dark. I turned to you, the moment near, A pull so soft, yet crystal clear. I leaned in close, your hand in my hair, A touch so gentle, melting air. Our lips met like a secret rhyme, A perfect kiss, suspended in time. You held me close, I breathed you in, That fragrance lingers, beneath my skin. The night may pass, the stars may fall, But this moment stays, through it all. Forever etched, a memory bright, Our first kiss under the starry night.
"Home" is a relative term, sometimes it's the building you grew up in, but more often, it's a person whose arms and embrace are the safest place on earth. You don't have to have a house to feel at home.
I need to be okay with not having you
I need to be okay with letting you go
Sometimes, you don't love a person for who they are.
You love how they make you feel.
And you will make promises that deceive them, in a desperate attempt to convince them that you do, in fact, love them for who they are because, yes, you guessed it; you're a dumbass.
where is this love?
And that's why I love you so much 💝