Sorry Babe I Can’t Come Over. I’m Arguing With The Voices In My Head About Whether Or Not They Exist

God, there's just something about the idea of cold flesh against mine, in my hands, against my body. Looking down at a pale, lifeless face as I hump and grind myself against them like a damn dog. The stiffness of the corpse under me contrasting with my desperate, hot movements. My panting opposing a still chest. Pressing my warm lips against their cold ones, melding against the unmoving as my tongue invades their mouth, drooling and licking in the utmost depravity.

I fear it's a need.

sorry for biting your penis babe i was understimulated 😞

Cotards n3cro bf x cotards n3cro bf who get off on each other all the time

Not a want but a need

*paws at you* I'm horny *paws at you* I'm horny *paws at you* I'm horny *paws at you* I'm horny *paws at you* I'm horny *paws at you* I'm horny *paws at you* I'm horny *paws at you* I'm horny *paws at you* I'm horny *paws at you* I'm horny

i want to suck him dry and keep his shriveled corpse like a trophy

loser boys who like having their faces shoved into the concrete while they whimper and cry like a bitch as I tell them how I'd gut them <3

how I look at my friends as if i wasn't just fantasizing about killing and fucking someone :3

ummmmm, definitely wasn't just thinking about something that would make you abandon me...definitely not :3

I forgot about Tumblr, oops ╥﹏╥