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my oh my darling, one day i will find you . . . and you will never, ever escape again from me.

in this lifetime and the next, time after time, right?

you’re mine forever and always.

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normalize having favorites. in fact, normalize me being your favorite. normalize loving me more than you’ve ever loved anyone else. please please please please please please

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Mary Oliver, from a poem titled "Six Recognitions of the Lord," featured in Devotions: Poems

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God sculpted you and placed you in my hands, my angel. You were made for me.

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my broken vampire (私とこわれた吸血鬼) // support the artist (jp)

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16th century “La femme Vampire”.

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when sophie said, “a heart’s a heavy burden,” i felt that somewhere deep within the recesses of my soul.

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my broken vampire (私とこわれた吸血鬼) // support the artist (jp)

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in a rather darling mood this fine wednesday night. what a shame i don’t have a yandere to call my own . . .

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oh my love, how you sweeten me so . . . without you, these roots of bitterness would no doubt conquer these kingdom walls. your sweetness will never rot; in fact, i can only see its tendrils embracing me ever so gently, despite its meticulously arranged thorns. you may very well be my demise, and i would gladly let my gravestone be coated in your succulent greenery.

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What you post, how you talk, it's simple to observe. You're cute, your personality ♡

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my my, how you flatter me so dearest 🔪. however, i am not certain cuteness can be embodied by a no good vampire looking for her next victim; does this not stir fear within you? will you be saying the same when my crimson-stained fangs are puncturing your neck with reckless abandon? is that what you’d like?

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tonight, i feel fragile. even the delicate landing of a butterfly upon me would shatter me, and i am quite unsure as to why. i’m craving the deepest of slumbers and a loving hand to hold, even if said hand will break me upon the most miniscule collision of flesh . . .

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You deserve someone that treasures every part of you, someone who knows what kind of drinks you prefer, and whether you like them hot or cold. "I made it the way you like it."

A person that knows every detail, no matter how small. When making their way to you, they stop by a shop to get you a gift, "This made me think of you/ I recall saying you've been wanting something like this..."

Someone you meet that makes you feel like maybe there's something magical about yourself that you didn't even know. 'It's almost as if they know me better than I know myself.' "I know you like the back of my hand."

A person that memorizes every little detail about your day, your mood, and face. "Your hair is different than usual, but you're always beautiful/ Did you know I count all those little freckles you have? I know the exact number you have. They're cute. You're cute." "I got you that shirt you were really wanting but didn't have, I got it in your exact size too! / These were a little expensive, but I know you love them..." "How do I know what you're feeling you ask? The left corner of your lip twitches when your upset, and you move your nose when you dislike a smell."

The kind of person that makes you feel alive. Feeling as if everyday is a new adventure that even fate can't control.