#nblm blog
aha wow bro,, we’re both single and gay,,,,,,, and we keep flirting,,,, if only we uhhh. asked each other out
do you love them more than me?
is that why you ignore me for hours?
why am i not enough for you?
will i ever be enough?
false promise after falsepromise,
but i can’t bring myself to let go of you.
if i did, what were these past six yearsfor?
if im not yours to use, what am i?
you woke up in the middle of the night,
your voice no more than a sleepy whisper,
just to tell me you loved me.
you really don’t know what you’re doing to me.
“goodnight, ill talk to you tomorrow.”
the promise of there being a tomorrow,
don’t give me that kind of hope, my love.
keep pulling the wire around my neck,
tighterandtighterandtighter.
make me into your pretty little trophy,
a one of a kind collectable monster.
despite their yearning for me,
icant bring myself to feel sympathetic.
i chose you long ago, before i even met you.
they never even stood a chance.
i want you marked with my blood,
a kind of bond that won’t set us free.
i won’t stop until your skin is all mine,
but tell me when it hurts, tell me if it hurts.
stop acting like you hateme,
you’remakingafool of yourself.
i wish you would just come clean,
im bored of the same old thing.
everything is doomed to burst apart
and nothing goes right anymore.
if i accept my defeat and return to you,
would you turn towards me, oraway?
look me in the fucking face;
tell me what you want out of me.
this stupid cat and mouse game of yours,
i don’t want to play it anymore.
the future doesn’t matter,
I’ll give it up for you.
I’ll end up in the fire,
a stake through my heart,
burning with you.
i hate to think you run off to someone else
whenever i can’t be around you.
but i can’t help but to be paranoid.
ill have to keep you on a shorter leash.
“do you love me? really?”
i do, but i don’t want to burden you.
you don’t have to love me back,
no matter how much i wish you did.
i like when you’re scared,
clinging to me so tightly it hurts to breathe.
it shows how much you depend on me,
and only me.
if this feeling doesnt stop,
i feel as if I’ll cease to exist.
it hurts it hurts it hurts.
when you’re not looking at me,
that face i’ve loved for so long,
i despise it immensely.
years ago, i loved someone i knew.
they were mine, and no one else
could make me more sad.
you’ll look adorable,
arms bound, lips bruised
curled up in my arms.
you’ll belong to me wholly.
thats getting really boring now.
since you’re a pussy who won’t let me message you (i dont know why, since you said you’re not scared of me, even if you act like you are) i’m going to answer you here :)
i’m not a men. not being a women dosnt make me a men. you want me to use the term daddy? why? i can use daddy even if im not a men, but i can’t use mommy unless im a woman? what a shitty logic, dude.
chill out, its just a fucking tittle for horny times, my friend. why are you so bothered that my partners call me mommy in bed? lol, get a life and go find someone who would be willing to fuck your ugly body or something and leave people alone
oh, really honey? i can’t call myself mommy because you stupid terf ass says so? well, im not here to please any hatefull bastard, sweetie.
if anyone here agrees with this bullshit, read my fucking bio again. TERFS DNI! fuck you!
this one is such a little bitch that they didn’t even let me answer them. funny huh? terfs are always really brave to be transphobic, but always really scared of us.
