if i havent read about you in the dsm then i dont rlly care about the taste of your semen it doesnt matter and i dont wanna be your boyfriend if you dont have a couple psychotropic prescriptions
if im with you i only wanna be like 80 percent certain that youre not gonna suddenly get violent i wanna go to bed feeling a little bit threatened i want the way we fuck to be a troubling symptom
they always ask me what i see in such a psychopath he’s never got cash and he always looks so mad a cute face, his music taste, he looks good from the back and all the reasons that you hate him’s why i want him bad
i like the fire in his eyes when he tells me to buy some lighter fluid after i get out of class tonight he wont tell me what it’s for but i dont really mind thats the shit that makes a boy like me’s heart ignite