I Want To Suck Him Dry And Keep His Shriveled Corpse Like A Trophy

sorry babe i can’t come over. i’m arguing with the voices in my head about whether or not they exist again

*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

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

Not a want but a need

I forgot about Tumblr, oops ╥﹏╥

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

sorry for biting your penis babe i was understimulated 😞

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.

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