knew it from the moment i met you, i’d spend a lifetime missing you. there was a day that we shared a room. now all we share is the moon.

i am what arrives when death finally decides to flirt back with you.

was it always in your plan to leave eventually? because to me there’s no one else that could me sense to me. the last and final puzzle piece.

i was doing fine until it hit me on a random day in july — that you’ll never be mine again in this lifetime.

i’m here to either make you laugh or piss you off. you decide.

take this from me, take this lonely heart. ’cause i don’t need it no more.

it was all rationalization, evil arguments from the devil on my left shoulder. i knew that, but i had no angel on the right. i would behave as the nightmarish creature that i was.

i didn’t want to inherit my father’s rage. i didn’t understand it when i was young but now i wish i would have come into it sooner for my own sake.

bite the one you love.

psychiatrist just finished my evaluation and they said i have a curse most ancient.

i try to give it away to the morning sun, to the river, to strangers with gentle eyes … but none of them wear her face, none of them answer to the name of my longing.

i understand desire, and fear, and love. but 𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑒𝘧—if i wasn’t so consumed by it, it would baffle me.

i look at her and light goes all through me.

they said i changed a lot. i said, a lot changed me.

surely it is a privilege to approach the end still believing in something.

all of my friends are misfit toys. all of my friends are killing machines. they don’t fit in with anybody. anybody, except for me.

ISN’T THIS ROMANTIC ? THE CLOSEST WE’VE BEEN. MY TEETH IN YOUR THROAT AND YOUR BLOOD ON MY SKIN .ᐟ

bite me back and maybe you could tell me what the taste of 𝑒͟𝑚͟𝑝͟𝑡͟𝑖͟𝑛͟𝑒͟𝑠͟𝑠͟ is like.

i don’t flinch in the face of danger. i sit at the table and gamble with it.