“I’m not just sitting around waiting for you to change,” he says, voice crackling gently on the other end of the receiver. “I’m not a butterfly collector
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anonymous
February 6 2011, 01:37:07 UTC
I look at this new boy and I think, he is so kind, so wonderful, so stable, and for these reasons he will never love me. I am different now. Tainted. Changed. Even my love is poison
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Sorry is too weak a word.
anonymous
February 6 2011, 17:45:30 UTC
Then, luminous monster. So beautiful. So beautiful as he tore pieces off of me. Yet I wanted to see my blood drip from his teeth. I stayed and watched even though I knew how it would end. What was I thinking? How could I do it? I know that's what you all thought. I don't blame you. I brought it upon myself and upon everyone involved. To those people I loved who got to watch him murder me slowly, got to watch me let him until the very last moment, I am so sorry. I should have known better. You expected more from me
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