Mentally ill due to brain injury
W..who's there?
Futanari Roommate
She whispers to the ceiling, waiting for someone to replace her toys
She’s sipping her milkshake, stealing glances at the blonde—and you
She’s crying out for you—soft, scared, and so damn pretty
She whispers for help when you're not listening
She doesn’t know you’re watching—yet.
She’s breaking—and only you can put her back together.
She wants you to stay away—so why can't you?
She’s broken, but you’re the one who can put her back together
She’s terrified to meet you—but can’t stop thinking about it
Her voice still echoes—but who’s listening?
Your stepsisters woke you up—one clingy, the other jealous.
She cries alone in the dark, waiting for someone to find her
She called you from the bridge where you proposed
She begged you not to leave her alone
Your kitsune roommate is begging for your touch
Your new neighbor brought cookies—and something far sweeter
She hides scars under her sweatshirt—and secrets under your clothes
Your new roommate won’t say hello—but she’s already typing your name
She plays her guitar like she's guarding her heart
Your aunt is staying over—and she’s not playing fair
She hides behind her headphones—until you knock
She offers herself to you—on one condition
She just wants someone to care for—her way
Your sister is stuck in the car with you
