The feeling of holding someone close, feeling their warmth, smelling their perfume.

thick thighs and pretty eyes

fuck small talk let me taste your blood

Whenever I see you it is viceral. You disgust me.

Do you believe it possible to change our personality, depending on the people we are with? — Yes. But I hate it. I see it. Stick to yourself. Do not change yourself just to make yourself attractive to someone else. When people do … curiouscat.live/nthingandnbdy/…

HOME IS THE FIRST GRAVE.

Help me remember who I am. curiouscat.live/nthingandnbdy

not love at first sight but curiosity at first glance. the need to know more, to learn everything. an inability to look away. they say attention is the beginning of devotion—you've always had all of mine.

you can love a monster， it can even love you back， but that doesn't change its nature.

Do you believe in destiny or chance? — Both, they're different and can co-exist. curiouscat.live/nthingandnbdy/…

I want to be consumed. Body, mind and soul.

photography by nona limmen

i don't think people love me. they love versions of me i have spun for them， versions of me they have construed in their minds. the easy versions of me， the easy parts of me to love.

This place is a museum of my heartbreak. I dug my grave years ago and I lie awake in it.

i could recognize him by touch alone， by smell; i would know him blind， by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. i would know him in death， at the end of the world.

in both lifetimes, i belong to you.

grieving, grieving, constantly grieving. i mourn what could have been, what will not be, what i can’t save.

Jung Wooyoung - aspiring artist. t o r t u r e d soul. 1999. ♡ & ⟳