My name is Calii.
I want someone as devilish as I am. Someone who will scream back in my face. Someone who will lay a hand on me when I hit them. Wring me by my neck with the eyes of a psycho but whisper “I love you.” in the middle of it all. I want something that doesn’t make sense but does all the same time because our souls are intertwined in some twisted way. A contradictory of a relationship. I want angry, bloody, hateful sex. I want loving, slow, passionate sex. Someone as bipolar as I am. I want a game of fighting for dominance that is never ending. Tears, horrible mood swings, and two lovers who can’t stay away. I want to share secrets through kisses under the sheets and to hear sweet nothings in my ear; yet I want jealous tendencies to fly with over protective arms pinning me against the wall. I want collars instead of teddybears. I want a gag instead of chocolate. I want a man someone that will love me no matter what, one willing to fight me as much as I them. A forever exciting relationship.