NSFW under the cut
Say, you want to be pinned against a wall.
You want to be pinned against a wall because of stuff that happened way back.
It doesn’t matter.
I want to pin people against walls because of stuff that was happening around the same time.
We can compare tragic backstories later.
I want to pin people against walls. The thought of pinning you against a wall, specifically,
lights fire under my skin and melts the words and they start streaming out of the unconscious,
and I want to write poetry on your skin with my teeth.
I’ll leave a trail of red marks for myself just in case I get lost in you.
My name is Kaamos. 