you’ve never met a girl like me, you wouldn’t know how to love me

muzzled dom that snaps its teeth and drools all over you while he mounts you.

i must find beauty in everything. i must.

if they try to resist sucking your cock, give their face a good beating until their jaw goes slack. a broken jaw makes for easier access

i love when someone takes my pfp and makes it into a cheap copy, cute.

my head is pounding and i am cramping. i guess i need to be taken out to the shed and put out of my misery.

i don’t do casual. i’ll bleed for you, i’ll break for you, i’ll love you until it kills me

dating me is like getting both a wife and dog in one

tried to go on a date and forgot i just look like an evil vengeful bitch around men before i’m comfortable, oops.

got told i was “too dependent”; offering you the vulnerability of taking control over me is a privilege, cunt. i don’t need you, i’m giving you the right to have me. i could run circles around you on my own if i wanted to.

“girls just want to have fun” and it’s you chasing me through a wooded area and rendering me immobile just to drag me back by my ankles.

i’ll know i found my husband when he smells my cherry perfume and thinks about an embalmed body instead of the fruit.

i wish i could have died so you’d remember me as the love of your life.

the devil truly does have the prettiest face.

telling him i hate him as he kisses the tears from my cheeks and pushes deeper, mocking my sobs.

naive little puppy who watches everything their owner does with big wide eyes full of adoration