Beg Me To Carve My Initials Into Your Body

it sucks that you can only die once and its permanent.. imagine the kinda sex we could be innovating if that wasnt the case

I looked at my mother because I was a version of my mother. I looked away from my mother because I was a version of my mother. I was me, but I was also her—my mother, and I understood this all too well.

— Nora Lange, "Dog Star", pub. The Rupture (#120)

Rory Culkin as Euronymous - Lords of Chaos, 2018

Bonus:

Hickeys? Hot. Bite marks? Hotter. The imprint of my hands left on your wrists after pinning them so hard that it looks like a burn? Fucking perfect.

Anaïs Nin, in a diary entry wr. c. November 1933, featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. I: 1931-1934

Hannah Harrington, Saving June

oh to sit on somebody’s lap

sadistic possessive stalker to my obsessive masochistic clingy