Katie (killwhatyoudo) wrote in _letterstoyou_,

  • Mood:
  • Music:

younger limbs can cause a fit of rivalry


I need to talk to a devil, baby.

I need you to tell me what I want to hear. Tell me it's temporary. Tell me you want me and that I need this.

Tell me again how you want to fxck me. Tell me you know exactly what I want and you're the only one who knows how to give it to me.

Don't worry, those bruises are fine. And you barely left a scratch on my back, and I'm all healed.

I don't care why I want it and what it's doing to me and everyone else. Don't let them talk me out of it.

- me

  • (no subject)

    Dear Penguin, Somehow, someway we have fallen in love with each other. An internet romance if you will, even though we've been in the same club,…

  • Dear Wolfram, how to break it to you?

    Dear Wolfram, You happen to be the fictional character who reintroduced me to the joys of heady fangirling. How could I not love you?! And…


    Dear Mum. Fuck you. Fuck "you're tired" or "you're hungry". Fuck "you're just stressed". This hurts like hell and you…

  • Post a new comment


    default userpic
    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.