gina-marie || nj
Blackwork. Body jewelry. Cats.
You are beautiful like demolition. Just the thought of you draws my knuckles white. The darkness is ours; beyond life, beyond morality. My heart slams against my ribs when I think of the slaughtered nights I spent all over the world waiting, the time I annihilated while I waited like a man doing a life sentence. Everything we touch explodes, bursts into bloom or burns to ash. History atomizes and negates itself with each breath. I want you bad like a natural disaster. You are all I see. You are the only one I want to know.