my love is passed around the house like a salt shaker, left on the counter, then the table, then absentmindedly on the microwave, always within reach, always in use.
and then he says to me:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ«kill me now, kill me now,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ kill me now, kill me now»
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ«kill me now, kill me now,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ kill me now, kill me now»
Forwarded from stray proxima
Event horizon🌟
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he landed on me with one cocky bound and my body snapped up everything he fed it. my mind, less convinced, hopped behind as i learned repulsive habits — smoke rings, sweet talk, how to ransack the invisible.