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I want to stuff him until he’s overflowing with something other than darkness.
“Such a pretty broken thing,”
all I could think about was how goddamn good it would feel to have him inside me again, ripping me apart in a way that doesn’t feel damaging, but somehow… healing.
I love him. He’s the best symptom of whatever crazy lives in my head.

