I'll carve his name into my thigh over and over and over again until it forever scars my flesh. He'll forever be apart of me.
i don’t know how to want gently. when i care, i burn. when i love, i possess. when i’m ignored, i rot from the inside out.
Joined a HPD community
I know I don’t talk much about my disorder because I don’t have to. But it’s nice knowing there’s a community for me
i yearn for a relationship where you're both jealous as fuck, yet you both know that at the end of the day, no matter how jealous you both get, you are theirs, and they are yours.