K.V. Rose

For everyone with a monstrous secret

But everything makes me feel sick.

Because being in infinite nothingness is much better than feeling.

In all my misery, in all this disgust I feel with my own body, I feel it. When he touches me, I light up. I want to melt into him. I want to burn with him. We can burn the whole world if we want. We can burn up hell if we have to. We can destroy everything we touch, and we can do it together, without burning each other.

Lies. Beautiful lies.

amor et melle et felle est fecundissimum

love is rich with honey & venom

and trust is not something you should ever give away so lightly. Especially when you can’t even trust yourself.

But the reality is, rumors are never as scary or fucked up as the truth.

I take another step toward her without even knowing I’m doing it. It’s as if my body craves hers. Just like my heart does.