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i smoke. i found out he hates cigarettes. i had him put the cigarette out on my wrist. i think i fell in love with him again.
saw a picture of him and felt sick to my stomach. every time i see him, i want to vomit from how fast my heart starts to beat. i need him more than oxygen.
genuine question. how do i start a conversation with him without feeling like i am about to die? i want to talk to him so bad, we have so many things in common, but i don't know how to approach him - let alone how to do it without wanting to throw up from excitement.
i would love for him to ask me to do heinous things. mostly just because so he knows and is aware i would do those things if he asked me to, but also because of the underlying knowledge that he knows something about me nobody else does - he has power over me, he can hold it over me and remind me of how he can make me into a useless pup whenever he wants me to be one.
he hasn't talked to me once today, but that didn't stop me from mapping out everything he had done today, which wasn't a lot! i woke up extra early to follow him to his lectures, just floated around him for a little and wrote down everything he did :) i hope he appreciates it one day. one day, he will. he will, i know he will.
"God, you're such a pathetic loser"
Are you flirting with me?? Do you want to make out??
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my most fucked up desire is wanting him to make me cut myself for him - or him doing it for me.
not even in a sexual manner, just because he can...and the adrenaline, the mark it'd leave, it'd feel good.
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how dare you breathe without me? how dare you walk this earth, so achingly beautiful, so untouchable, while i am left crawling in the dirt of your shadow? i want you — no, i need you. but need is too pale a word, too fragile for what this is. this is hunger that gnaws at my ribs, that sets my veins aflame. this is devotion turned violent, a prayer turned curse. i would die for you, but more than that, i would kill for you. do you hear me? i would destroy worlds for the chance to brush your skin with my trembling fingertips.
not being able to be around him 24/7 is going to kill me one day. i can't bare to see him with anybody else, i want to follow him into his lectures and never let him leave my sight, i want to stuff myself into his suitcases whenever he needs to leave the country, i want to give him a little gift with a camera so i can see everything he does even when he thinks i am not there, i want to be able to exist in his presence only and nobody else.
no, I cant sleep without your goodnight.
no, I can't sleep if we argued.
no, I cant sleep if you're mad at me.
no, I can't sleep if i miss you.
no, I cant eat if you're mad at me.
no, I cant eat if we argued.
no, I can't take care of myself if we argued.
no, I cant stay more than thirty minutes w/o you.
no, I cant function without you.
no, I can't be ok if you're not ok.
no, I can't stop depending on you.
I WILL GO INSANE WITHOUT HIM OH MY GODDDD
Writing these to my darling without their knowledge is simply free therapy~
I adore his voice.
I adore his voice. I like it more than any other sound in the world, than any music or any creature or anything, he is all that I want to hear. I love hearing his voice, his accent, his breathy giggles, his witty banter, his sighs, his everything, and I would do anything to hear him speak.
It is heartbreaking to realize he will never speak just for me. It is heartbreaking to realize his voice will never be only mine. It is heartbreaking to realize his words are not saved for me.
He is my god, the temple I worship. Without him I can’t exist. I wouldn’t have a single purpose.
꒰ა♱໒꒱ Do not over sexualize my posts.
Please obsess over me.
Have tons of pictures of me. Post constantly about me. Spam me when I'm gone. Tell me you love me every second you can. Tell me you want to see my body. Tell me how badly you missed my voice. Beg to see my face. Constantly tell me how desperately you need me.
Please be possessive over me.
Remind me I'm yours. Get jealous of those around me. Tell me how you'd slaughter anyone who tries to take me away. Be violent when you get possessive. Tell me how you wish you could just take me away and never let me near someone again. Mark my body up in any way possible. Never let me forget that no one else will love me as much as you. Always tell me I belong to you.
Don't share me. Don't allow me to be in contact with anyone else. Don't let me met other people.
Keep me to yourself.
Keep me. Keep me. Keep. Keep me. Keep me. Keep me.
Me. Me. Me. Me. Me. Me. Me. Me. Me! Me!! Me!!! Me!!!!
Yes, stay here
Stay with me darling
I won't ever hurt you
Nothing will ever hurt you again
You're safe with me
Safe forever