Manifesting for a creepy obsessive Anon 💕💕💕

"My love, tell me you'll consume me entirely."

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Need me a pathetic loser stalker

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i want you to be obsessed with me. absolutely obsessed. a wreck without me. i’m sorry.

id be your perfect victim if you took some fucking initiative and made a move. you know id crumble in your hands. you know id do anything for you, so why don't you just do something about it?

No one will understand how much it hurts me to be away from them. My every thought is consumed by them, my ever breath is meant for them. I live for them and I'm prepared to die for them<3

i don’t know where i start, and i don’t know where you end. but i know we are one, and we’ll never be apart.

— you’re mine. —

Say their name again and I swear their face will be printed on a milk carton by tomorrow. <3

I'm dumb and can't look after myself. Will you take over everything for me? you can make all the decisions for me ♡

darling, would you kill for me one day?

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Wishing I was tied up in my captor’s lover’s bedroom rn

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oh, my love. you’re so perfect….

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I just want a clingy yandere

I want it so bad

Spam my phone, always text me, reply to all my post, comment on all my pictures and share anything and everything!!

Same irl, always have your hands on me, keep me sitting in your lap or just lean onto me, rest your head on mine nd hug me all the time!! Keep me as close as you physically can and never let anyone else even think of touching me!!

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I wanna mean so much to someone they can’t physically stand to be a second apart. lets say we haven’t started off too intense, then suddenly if i wasn’t replying for even a few minutes they’d show up at my house and ask what i was doing.. if i ever asked them why, they’d tell me it was a normal thing to do and my naive self would believe them. Then if it ever got so bad they’d just force me to live with them ( via. loving kidnapping of course!) And never letting me out of their sight, or embrace.