Avina St. Graves

It’ll be my life’s goal to make you so happy that you shit rainbows and eat butterflies. You’ll never live feeling like you need more.”

Dedication
To the girls who think that the grim reaper will fuck like a god.

Have I learned my lesson? Yes.

Will I stop using my fists? No.

But will I handle all witnesses and look around for police first? Yes

see that there isn’t a line I wouldn’t cross for her

Fuck baby steps. Why isn’t she madly obsessed with me yet

Would he chase you through the woods, blow your back out and tell you to take it like a good girl? Also yes.

I’ve proven to her that I’m all she needs. I can give her money, food, attention, and love, for the rest of eternity.

You claim I want your soul, that your death is only in my hands. But I do not want it. Your soul is yours to keep until it is not.

I have never wanted a soul until her.

My Lilith. My night monster.

She is a storm on winter’s day, and I will be content with never seeing the sun again.

She offered me her soul, and I gave it back. Not because I did not want it. Oh, I wanted it like a flower wants the sun, like a river wants the sea. When I come to collect her soul, it will not be to take her to the afterlife. No, her soul will be mine to keep

I waste no time pulling out the phone to tap out a message.

Me: Leave me alone!
Unknown Sender: Never, my precious flower

So sweet. So beautiful. My precious little flower.” His voice comes from behind me.