there's something about this that i can't put a finger on. raw emotion, flaws being brought to the surface after pressing deep on your own wounds, of despair leading you to more and more harm until the harm you're experiencing could be even worse than the doom you're waiting to be destroyed by. there is love in your eyes but it is clouded by your own fears. pulling at each other's hair with drool down your face because the sex is the only emotion worth feeling in such peril.
i loved this.