being madly in love with someone platonically is so ridiculous. hey man i think about you all the time. i wish you were here right now. talking to you makes me indescribably happy. i miss you. honestly what the hell
me when i wanna talk about my special interests but i got the vampire autism where you gotta invite me to talk about smth first, otherwise i wont say shit or dont know what to say because i feel like im annoying
to be perfectly honest in my opinion cannibalism as a metaphor for intimacy was never about the consumption itself so much as how you performed the act. the intimacy of it to me was ripping into someone's flesh with your teeth and fingernails and getting their blood on your face. learning the shape of their body inside and out through tearing, severing, chewing and swallowing.
"I would kill for you. I would die for you" would you take a break for me? Would you sit down and rest? For a day, a week, a year? Would you let others take care of your needs for me? Would you let yourself be held for me? By me?