Typed | Devour

 


“There won’t ever be another you. That smile. That swagger. The way you carry yourself to the public only to be transformed by night. The way we match on the things that matter and don’t know what doesn’t. You growl, I bite back. You never tried to tame me or change me. You accepted your fate and kept going. It’s the way you look at me- like I’m your absolute best friend and yet your hunted prey ready to be devoured at a moments notice knowing I’m going to devour you, too.” - Erin Rose

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