i wanna overstim you just to hear you slur 'pleath daddy' ~ {lemme stuff you like a dumpling. i'm down horrendous}

{iii} i like your heart. it's not my fault your fat tits are right in front of it:

it was in the
smear'd teacup
{so very
hello sailor}
my dirty baby,
your
pussy whipped face
cradl'd in asphalt

{ii} arbitrary self-discovery {naturally by proxy} since i have no self-awareness. keep introducing me to myself:

told you, i don't like it, never did
it was just there, the source ov my
misplaced guilt, but
it was the only thing i knew;
shameful succor
{tho} i
loved every second ov
the ruinous inferno temporarily scorching ~
the thrill & the risk,
the lesions into which i
sewed my terrors {&} felt them
momentarily quelled...
i've already forgotten the
spineless little girl, afraid ov
her own reflection
... watched you kill her,
silence her whining;
choked the life right out of
her already dead eyes.

they're prettier now.

{i} i want to {respectfully} peg you until you break because it makes me feel good. i'm not sorry:

this.
just this
tbh.
you're such a beautiful hole.
crawl.
pacify me.