I crave your deepest secrets in the deep crevices of your soul.
i crave those filthy words of which you speak,
i crave your touch filled with lust, the innocence and empathy you give me lingers throughout my body like poison in my veins.
It burns and i find it pleasurable.
Am i bad for wishing for this pain? am i bad for wishing i was inside your mind hearing every thought you think?
Am I Mad?
Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 2:11 PM UTC
I crave your deepest secrets in the deep crevices of your soul.
i crave those filthy words of which you speak,
i crave your touch filled with lust, the innocence and empathy you give me lingers throughout my body like poison in my veins.
It burns and i find it pleasurable.
Am i bad for wishing for this pain? am i bad for wishing i was inside your mind hearing every thought you think?
Am I Mad?
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