is it bad that i love obsessive, psychotic romance? a character so stubborn and ridden in perfection bound to a partner absolutely infatuated with their lover. constant surveillance, gifts and things stolen from their home, and late night visits that end in desperate need for more. stalking with a hint of the want to bring them home and lock them away for themselves. it’s hauntingly alarming, but god it’d be so good. any lovers willing to leave a rose and accept the invitation?
with love, yours