Stalk me. Love me. obsess over me. Cut me, beat me, fuck me, give me Stockholm syndrome, take me against my will. Break my mind into loving you.
I think being kidnapped would make me fall head over heels for anyone. Why am I not chained up in someone's basement? Am I not worthy of that kind of love?
We shall plant a garden
Flowers will bloom and trees will sprout
We will die there, rotting within the comfort of our garden
And in it we shall find eternity
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dms & anons are open, but please be respectful. Anything inappropriate or disrespectful will be blocked, my dad looks over this account, and he’ll kick your ass <3