#feelin rusty

[messyobservationist]

It’s 2am. I kinda really wanna start writing again. It’s been like a whole year (or maybe two?) since I’ve tried writing anything but an essay. Whelp! Here we go down the rabbit holeeeee

[mitigators]

I'll rip you apart, And put you back together again, Just so I can look into your eyes As I plunge my fist into your heart. I’ll tangle your arteries and veins Into the knots I felt in my stomach When we first met. I'll rip out your tongue So that you can't whisper sweet nothings anymore. I'll slice off your lips, And no longer will you wear that disgusting smirk. All the while, I'll gingerly grip your hand, So that when I descend into Hell I can carry you down with me.

It's called a crush for a reason