#sad doll

[shapeshifterspell]

Just as glitter remains on the skin, the memory of you will burn forever in the back of my mind.

[earlylifecr1sis]

[divinitysin]

Sorry

[milkcartonangelsoakedinvomit]

[bedsorebaby]

when the gang asks if i have any money but this is literally all i bring to the function….ꃋᴖꃋ

[porcelainmetal]

Bruise me 🤍

[angeliec]

My absence is all you’ll have left

[softly-suddenly]

Why choose to be mindless for someone?

There’s the obvious reason. I want to give up control.

Shutting my own brain off isn’t something I can accomplish on my own. I need someone to do it for me. The intense desire to be owned like that is sometimes overwhelming.

But it can’t just be anyone. It has to be someone who really understands what’s going on in my head. Who sees the chaos, reaches in anyway and says, “Here, let me take care of that for you.”

They see me, all the fucked up little bits and pieces that make me up and still want to break me. They welcome the challenge. Not only do they see how badly I want it, but how much I need it too.

And what it comes down to is no matter how badly I want to be mindless, to be corrupted, brainwashed and molded, they found me because they need me to be that way too.

I need them just as much as they need me.

So it can’t just be anyone. It has to be someone who sees the real me and decides they have what it takes to take the plunge.

If you want to break my mind, you have to really see me.

A girl can dream.