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so soft it hurts

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— Greg Santora (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

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Kidnap me and tie me down to your bed because you've stalked seen how stressed I am. (¬////¬)

It's easy to destress on your sheets. <3

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don’t mistake my silence for disinterest.

i’m watching.

i just want to see if you’ll behave without reminders.

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i don’t get jealous.

i get sick.

physically sick watching you treat someone else like they matter.

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i need someone to need me so fucking badly. i want them to need me more than they need air, to where it psychically hurts.

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you’re not allowed to belong to anyone else. not really. anyone can try to touch you, kiss you, love you — but it’s pretend. you were mine the moment i decided so. the universe made you for me, and everything since then has been a mistake. a glitch. and I’m going to fix it, even if i have to tear this reality apart with my bare hands just to remind you where you’re meant to be.

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A LOVE LETTER TO IMPERFECTION

"I fell in love with the way your cracks let the light in."

In a world of perfectly written characters,

you were the only flawed one—

like how your smile tilted just slightly left,

or your words tumbled out too fast,

or the way you sulked like a storm cloud,

brief but brimming with thunder.

In a world obsessed with flawless endings,

you were the dog-eared page,

the sentence left unfinished.

You helped others without keeping score,

loved quietly, never asking for proof

that you, too, deserved love in return.

And so—

in this glossy, edited universe,

I fell for you.

Not broken, but aching.

Not imperfect, just unfinished.

Your only flaw?

You never saw your own light.

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You love me, don’t you? You’ll put this leash on me, keep me close to you no matter how violent I may get, right?

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give me more. more, more, more. im insatiable when it comes to you. give me all of you and more. i want you to be so consumed by me that the world around you contorts into things that remind you of me. so much so that you can’t remember when it was that i came into your life. even more in which the lines between you and i blur. i want you to forget everything but me.

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stalk me. i want to feel your eyes on me when im at home, when im at work, when i leave my house. i want to know that you’re always there, lurking and waiting and biding your time.

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I don't get jealous, little doll. im not afraid someone could be better for you than me. im territorial. i could rip out their throat for even thinking they could take you from me. i want the world to know you belong to only me and let you feel my grip tighten when anyone even looks at you the way i do. to have my name and marks branded permanently into your skin until you can't remember a time when they weren't there. i want you to feel safe in my love and scared for others because of what i would do to keep you safe and at my side.

i need you owned by me completely.

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Lidia Yuknavitch, from Reading the Waves: A Memoir published in 2025

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I take my new lover to the earth first to see how they love my mother do they talk with the trees do they whisper to leaves and pause to tell me about the beauty they see or do they race to the peak without blinking an eye do they trample the blooms and never look at the sky I take my new lover to the earth first to see how they love my mother because I am she and how you love her is how you'll love me

@ whereshegrows / the lovers

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I wrote you a love letter I never sent you.

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Marcel Proust, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Marcel Proust