its insane how i think like this.
its never been this bad, this dangerous.
sure, ive been horny before—but, not like this.
i dont really understand how it got like this
he's just too perfect for me, and everything he does, always amazes me.
whether its holding my bags for me,
or complimenting me everyday,
or offering to do my homework if i ever fall behind.
he's always *there* for me, even more than my *parents* have ever been.
the way he *treats* me **must** make me like *this.*
surely its because of that
on a daily *basis,* i imagine the worst things possibly when it comes to *him.*
him aggressively pulling my hair
him kissing everywhere on my body
him pleasuring both me and himself
its *insane* how much i think about him in a day.
he *lives* in my head, rent free.
just the thought of him drives me mad, you could say.
thinking about the way he'd rail me, making me unable to walk for the next few days.
thinking about the way he'd leave hickeys and marks on my body, just to claim me.
thinking about the way he'd compliment me during sex, during *anything,* as a matter of fact.
he got me *wrapped* around his finger.
that *dick* can make me do *anything* for him.
my mind always *wanders* to him, just *thinking* about the things he'd do to me,
thinking about him putting me in *my* place.
i just wanna be his, nobody else's.
he just feels so *safe*.
