& im bleeding, a rotten corpse on lace lining, lacerations like ventricles holding heart to walls ringed knuckles wiggling down the throat of a womb ripe with choking god judgement, cutting holes into stockings to reveal a wild garden of desire molding peanut butter & starving intestines
the boys told me welcome to a place where ***** makes us adore you welcome to a place where sometimes it stops between poison dripped fingertips & sometimes it doesnt, jaw unhinged & aching, spilling chunks of love on your thighs
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 6:59 AM UTC
& im bleeding, a rotten corpse on lace lining, lacerations like ventricles holding heart to walls ringed knuckles wiggling down the throat of a womb ripe with choking god judgement, cutting holes into stockings to reveal a wild garden of desire molding peanut butter & starving intestines
the boys told me welcome to a place where ***** makes us adore you welcome to a place where sometimes it stops between poison dripped fingertips & sometimes it doesnt, jaw unhinged & aching, spilling chunks of love on your thighs
adore me adore me adore me
