Hello, stranger. I'm Megan. 18 years old. I hail to you from the majestic bog of Ireland.
Used to be iwkyltditm. Send me an ask if you're curious/lonely/bored/undead and in need of vengence upon the living world
If you are subject to mood changes over which you have no control, it’s very tempting to take some drug or substance which can control your moods, because then you have a semblance, or a pretense, at least, of being able to control your moods.
Stephen Fry.
I have been attempting to articulate this statement for the longest time. As a bipolar person, this means the world to me that sat least somebody understands this drive or desire.
I’ll be inside you like a lover. I’ll kiss you from the inside, and it’ll feel like catching a chill. You’ll get goosebumps up your thighs and shivers down your spine. I’ll whisk you to my wormy bed and we’ll lie there nestled in each others arms, or at least so long as you have arms. And even then when you’re hideous dust I will remain true. I am Death and when I love you it’s forever.