I Looked At My Mother Because I Was A Version Of My Mother. I Looked Away From My Mother Because I Was

wow!! your hands are so big compared to mine… and your torso… and your thighs… you could really do anything you wanted to with me, you know that right? i’m so much smaller than you are, you could just manhandle me. shove me anywhere you want… pick me up and throw me about. i wouldn’t even mind.

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

IF I DON’T FEEL THE OBSESSION, THE FUCKING HUNGER AND DESIRE I DON’T WANT IT. I WANT LOVE WITH TEETH. I WANT LOVE THAT FEELS RELIGIOUS.

ughhh fine *experiences emotional growth*

inappropriate use of catholic background

romanticizing the horrors all by yourself handsome?

“What is carnal love but horror,”

— Life of Saint Illtyd 

To be eaten and to be married to the god might not be so different.

C. S. Lewis, from ‘Till We Have Faces: A Myth Retold’