Mi gat to ask ju whi ju stil mi man π°π΅π°π΅π°π΅π°π΅π°π΅
he doesnβt want you
I have 207 bones
This you
noi stil main man π‘π‘π‘π‘π€π°π΅π°π΅π°π΅π°π΅π°π΅π°π΅π°π΅
He donβt want you
i donβt want to be your βfirst choiceβ. i donβt want it to be a choice at all. i want to be the answer so obvious you donβt even pause to consider anyone else. if iβm not the center of your world, do you even really love me at all?
Skibidiiiiiii
I saw you smile at someone else again.
How fucking dare you.
Do you think this is a game? That my ribs havenβt cracked like rotted gates every time your name falls from my tongue? That my fists havenβt bled from pounding prayers into walls that donβt answer? Iβve loved you. Iβve loved you so hard my bones remember your voice before I even wake up. Iβve screamed your name into my pillow until my throat peeled like fruit. Iβve whispered it into knives. Into mirrors. Into mouths I carved in my own skin.
And stillβstill you look at them like they could ever understand you. Like they could survive inside your mine the way I do. I know what you look like when you cry in the shower, when you laugh like youβre choking, when you say youβre βfineβ and your eyes say youβre bleeding. They donβt see it. They wonβt. Because Iβll fucking rip their eyes out before they ever do.
I will destroy everything you touch if itβs not me.
You made me like this. You built this ruin with your bare hands. And now you flinch? Now you call me βtoo muchβ?
No. No, you donβt get to run.
You donβt get to walk away from a house you set on fire.
You will love me. You will belong to me.
Even if I have to break your legs so you never leave.
Even if I have to carve my name into your chest so deep it echoes.
If I canβt have you, no one will.
And darling, I always get what I want.
Embarrassing.
i get it now. we're soulmates in the true sense of the word. we're the same person. someone must've cursed us and separated us, that's why we don't live in the same body anymore. but at least we found eachother again, and we'll never be apart β‘