You are beautiful like demolition. Just the thought of you draws my knuckles white. I don’t need a god. I have you and your beautiful mouth, your hands holding onto me, the nails leaving unfelt wounds, your hot breath on my neck. The taste of your saliva. The darkness is ours. The nights belong to us. Everything we do is secret. Nothing we do will ever be understood; we will be feared and kept well away from. It will be the stuff of legend, endless discussion and limitless inspiration for the brave of heart. It’s you and me in this room, on this floor. Beyond life, beyond morality. Aw, Billie’s a cutie. :3
I still can’t believe that really happened, kuil… Honestly, in the pool of all places. Even without my memories, you...
I’M IN LOVE WITH YOUR FACE and may or may not have just watched 3 episodes in a row of Secret Diary of a Call Girl.