Saturday, February 11, 2017
12:32am[unknown number]: love bites, is what you used to call purposeful bruises
you'd leave them on pretty girls' necks and thighs, maybe even their stomachs and hips
but you never knew how badly i wanted them
i wanted to feel your soft lips on my neck, biting into the pale flesh
i wanted to trace them with my fingers the morning after
i wanted to marvel at them in the bathroom mirror
i wanted to smile when i thought of them as they faded
i wanted you to be an artist
and i, your canvas[Dean]: that was beautiful but hella dirty at the same time
sent 12:41am[Dean]: which is impressive, i must say
sent 12:42am[Dean]: but you are good at impressing me
sent 12:42am[Dean]: i swear you have tiny elves writing these words for you
sent 12:58am[Dean]: like you're santa
sent 12:58am[Dean]: or maybe you're some sort of magician
sent 12:59am[Dean]: however you do it, it's fucking beautiful
sent 1:00am[unknown number]: when i am the artist, i paint with words instead of colors
sent 2:03am☓☓
updating earlier because it's the weekend. (:
stay hydrated and take care of yourself, you matter.
-blushingdestiel
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love messages ; d.w + c.n [ COMPLETED ]
FanfictionA poet who's in love with a blond that doesn't understand his feelings. | destiel texts | || short story || ||| started; feb 6, 2017 completed; feb 14, 2017 1k; apr 17, 2017 2k; ~sept 25, 2017 3k; unknown ||| Warnings/Triggers: mild language & mino...