i will watch you forever. i will always keep an eye out. i will always love you. i will always admire you. i will always find you beautiful. i will always be yours.

that’s a promise <3

i want to tenderly sow our flesh together so we can be close in flesh & blood <3

i’m not sure what the fuck i’m waiting for but i keep waiting day after day for it to happen

why does anyone think they deserve him. they don’t.

i want you to be the only thing on my mind. forever.

☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★

i don’t give a fuck about anyone but you. you should know by now that my world revolves around you.

it disgusts me that anyone could even think about you freely. i just wanna see their vile brains splattered on the concrete. is that so bad?

i hate having symptoms of a disorder that is stigmatized as abusive & then i have horrible thoughts and urges that would prove people who believe that stigma correct and then i feel like a failure.

i’m trying so fucking hard. i’m not a monster but i think there’s one inside me i have to keep on a leash.

two moods that i see show up a lot with my npd are "im a terrible person (positive)" and "im a terrible person (negative)"

his hands are so sexy i’d cum if he ripped me open & dug around in my intestines ♡

him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him. him.

only fucking him.

i love you in every reality. every version of me to exist has always loved you.