A poem about obsession that feels like possession.
She sounds like a wicked dream.
stunningly written, the ending is perfection.
I appreciate that, thanks for reading.
Admire the ending. So very twisted you!
That is how I roll 🥃
this was an incredible reading experience, the end was so good oh my!!
Thank you I appreciate that.
'She rewired my heart like a vending machine' 🖤
Glad you like the line
There’s something unsettling about this
in the best way.
It feels less like a story about a tenant,
and more like a story about presence. About intrusion. About who really belongs in a space.
The tension sits quietly beneath the surface.
Beautifully restrained.
I’m glad the unsettling feeling shone through, absolutely deliberate
It shows.
That quiet control is what makes it linger.
“Dragging her nails along my windpipe…” love it!! 🖤
Thank you I am glad this hit the spot
Bloody hell. Incredible writing!
I appreciate that 👽
She sounds like a wicked dream.
stunningly written, the ending is perfection.
I appreciate that, thanks for reading.
Admire the ending. So very twisted you!
That is how I roll 🥃
this was an incredible reading experience, the end was so good oh my!!
Thank you I appreciate that.
'She rewired my heart like a vending machine' 🖤
Glad you like the line
There’s something unsettling about this
in the best way.
It feels less like a story about a tenant,
and more like a story about presence. About intrusion. About who really belongs in a space.
The tension sits quietly beneath the surface.
Beautifully restrained.
I’m glad the unsettling feeling shone through, absolutely deliberate
It shows.
That quiet control is what makes it linger.
“Dragging her nails along my windpipe…” love it!! 🖤
Thank you I am glad this hit the spot
Bloody hell. Incredible writing!
I appreciate that 👽