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As the black sheep grew, his horns grew with him— all mangled and twisted. Was he ever one of you at all?

An appetite for violence— it’s all so consuming.

Guts tangling, spoiling. Like a rot beneath the roots.

One of the greatest joys of being a boyfriend is that you get to go on fetch quests. Yea, I CAN get that for you

Weird boy that flirts by asking if she’d like to hold a bug or see his collection of preserved dead things.

Don’t waste your time on me, you’re already the voice inside my head.

i’d swallow poison if it tasted like you

Devoted to her until my very last breath and even thereafter. Long after my lungs dry up and my limbs go stiff— I’ll love her.

Like a trapped animal from within my ribcage, my heart grows teeth. My love turns violent— ravenous with a gnawing hunger.

My piercing won’t reject because I have pure intentions and my heart is kind.

To love him is to suffer him. Your heart will only rot within his grasp.

A cage built of flesh & bone— I will keep you safe beneath me.