Tonight Is A My Love Is Sick Night .

Tonight is a My Love is Sick night .

is it bad I might be already obsessed with you :/

(⁄ ⁄>⁄ᴗ⁄<⁄ ⁄) Oh ? Are you ?

You sound very lovely, anon ! I don't think it's a bad thing !!

🫧 mera’s 1st longpost

hello, my dear!

welcome to my first ever longpost. this will be a weekly occurrence. perhaps bi-weekly depending on how motivated i am… who knows yet! it will vary, sometimes taking form as an update on my dears, or a long talk, or a written piece. whatever i’m feeling in the mood for, really!

this one isn’t as long as i would like it to be… i’m also going to do it on mondays instead of tuesdays! but, enjoy!

i want to do mundane things with someone. to wake up with the curtains drawn. to have our limbs entangle one another’s. to pepper soft kisses along your shoulder. it doesn’t have to be anything more than it is. it can just be simple and sweet. i want to fold your laundry while you talk with me. no matter how much i hate folding clothes, if its for you, its easy to.

and sure, underneath the surface, there is something darker. the idea to hurt you. to keep you for myself. to mold you into exactly what i want. for you to willingly want that. but there is something so beautiful about soft, gentle love. i find myself idealizing it. i never get it. it’s a butterfly fluttering away, too fickle to be caught. too gentle. too sweet.

i worry i’m not made for soft love. that i’m bound by this idea that there needs to be a cycle of hurting and getting hurt. but the more i love things that are not people, the more i love myself, the more i feel like i can have something soft. or, if not soft… a balance. hit me, but know when to cover my bruises with a kiss.

my idea of genuine love is ever-changing. it is fluid, like a clear stream rushing on a sunny day. it sparkles, watching flecks of light and live bounce off of it. enough time will pass and the stream will change shape. i suppose i’m trying to say that love is not rigid. the specific guidelines society tells us about is flawed. it does not take in consideration those of us who have a “flawed” perception of love.

raw, gentle, extreme, it doesn’t matter. love regardless. love is a very powerful thing. there is no right way to do it.

love how you wish to love.

I bring a sort of insanity and obsessiveness to the relationship that partners don't tend to like

“i would die without you” except my abandonment issues make it true

To be loved is to be chained up in your basement ♡