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My little demon.
Soon, you’ll worship me like the devil worships his hell.
Note to self: never use a body part to unlock your phone. It can easily be removed and used. Even an eye.
“What is one person’s heaven is another’s hell,”
“You’re my heaven, and I’m your hell,”
I knew I’d never have a healthy relationship with a man because I’d never be happy with what society called normal.
I want toxic. I want madness. I want someone who makes me question my sanity.
Sex is like anything else—an act that can be used, bought, or sold. It’s addictive. It’s that high you’re constantly chasing.
If you ask me, it's the most dangerous drug out there. It makes you irrational, desperate, and a little psycho.
The devil is here to claim his little demon. She’s all mine.
I lick her tears while her body shakes, tasting their saltiness. She tastes like the ocean, and I’d gladly drown for her.
I’m used to being someone’s secret. Someone’s whore. That’s what I’m good for.
“Wanna play games with the devil? Let's see what you’ve got, little demon.”
In my dreams, you will see That you are what I want you to be You’re my demon I’m your devil And I will keep you chained in hell forever
When I burn the world down, and they ask me why, I’ll tell them the devil asked me to do it. And I wanted to make him proud.
wish I could do that. Just float away, fade into nothing.
“If she wants to watch this house burn, I’ll hand her the fucking matches.”
He could make a saint unholy with only his voice. He could make an angel fall from heaven with just a single look.
“I love when you cry for me,”
“When I’m done with you, you won’t be able to crawl, let alone run away from me.”
If life has taught me anything, it’s that it doesn’t stop when you need rest. You swallow your cries, and you lift your chin. Because life doesn’t give a fuck about you. You either take it, or you let it kill you.
“Forgiveness doesn’t exist in our world.”
I’ll burn this motherfucking world down before I let a man take her from me.
He praises me for being his whore.
“Everyone pays for their sins,”
None of us are untouchable, whether we want to think we are or not.
Long gone, a forgotten soul. I’m not sure what my wife will say to the world when asked how I died. And honestly, it doesn’t matter. Eventually, no one will know I ever existed.
Please know that you’ll always be in my thoughts, and that you will remain my little demon forever. Love, your devil
If he’s going to choose to leave me, he’ll say it to my motherfucking face.
“If we were going to take your wife, the last thing we’d do is let you know. She’d just … vanish.”
