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- William Fargason, Cain.
im like if a poet or perhaps another writer of some sort never wrote anything
women and their murderous tendencies
the five love languages:
cannibalism
surgery
saw bathroom trap
giving the one you love a rock
and quality time
stabbing as a metaphor for penetration is great but when are we going to talk about pressing down on where someone is wounded to disarm them or just to be cruel while fighting. does nobody else care about the perverse intimacy of knowing exactly where to touch to overpower someone. the grotesque vulnerability of it. especially if you're the one who wounded them in the first place.
do you think a cemetery angel and a gargoyle could fall in love
my problem is i am a girl who likes the idea of doing so many things but in reality only has the energy to daydream about doing those things rather than actually doing them
fraise fouettée
smut writers when real erotica readers come at them
*stares at u w big scared eyes like a wild animal*
babygirl is a beautiful name for a bloody traumatized man
baby fawn sleeping with its dead motherÂ
My obsession with suicide never leaves me; it’s a part of me. But it’s not the answer…
related works
José Saramago, Cain
the black cat (1966)
abnormal angel
Weyes Blood shot by Cameron McCool for Fangoria.
my new tattoo!
Masao Yamamoto ~ (unknown title) and AM # 34, Ambrotypes, printed 2023 | src Gallery 51
by Martin MartinÄŤek
a fragment of ourselves returning v, 2018 by beatrice wanjiku