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homoeroticism of stabbing someoneโs eyes out wait no this was meant to be a surgery post fuck
anyway the homoeroticism of painting your hands with someone elseโs blood all warm and getting it under your fingernails and feeling it dry
nevermind i just remembered i should be cooped up in a cage and not allowed to ever talk to anyone incase i get ideas POST CANCELED
Noooo :( come back
THE POST IS BACK ON the homoeroticism of gently running a knife down someoneโs chest and putting a hand on their stomach to steady them and feeling them shake under what youโre doing to them and their breath hitch and their hands clench and them try to stay as still as possible but still end up shifting under your knife causing it to just rip further into them
the homoeroticism of pulling their chest apart with your hands
the homoeroticism of reaching into their chest and brushing your fingertips against their organs and petting them and feeling them twitch and work. the homoeroticism of shifting around their organs and mapping every crevice of their body onto your hands. the homoeroticism of gathering up a part of their intestines in your hands and holding them oh so gently and slotting their organs back into their skin. the homoeroticism of dragging your hands up their organs. the homoeroticism of watching their lungs pump and then getting to feel the stutter as they gasp for breath for yourself. the homoeroticism of plucking their heart out of their chest and cradling it in your hands.
the homoeroticism of putting them back together of making sure you arranged everything back just right (even though itโll never be the same as it was before) and sewing them shut of leaving evidence. the homoeroticism of letting them fall asleep in a puddle of their own blood and carding your bloody fingers through their hair when theyโre asleep
Sex with a dead body? Call that sexual intercorpse..... hahahahahhah, get it?
Pleaseeeee I need to be killed and have someone use my body afterwards. Choke me to death and then undress me and suck me off and suck my nipples before you ride me until youโre done. Finish over and over while using my body for your pleasure. I just want to be a corpse being loved pleaseeeeee
alright so im thinking about cutting you open and taking out your organs one by one and shoving them back up inside you. then when you inevitably die from shock, bloodloss, whatever, i take them all back out so i can fuck your dead cunt while my hands are inside your abdomen holding onto your bones, trying to keep a good grip. ill use your body till it goes cold. sound good puppy? no? too bad, lay down.
whenever i let my mind wander i always end up thinking about dead guys
Sex with a dead body? Call that sexual intercorpse..... hahahahahhah, get it?
I went to my Bugs Class today-- we're on the dead bugs unit right now-- and lately we've been comparing dead bugs to other dead things, to make sure we know the difference. We were looking at dead people today. Their faces are covered, and their skin is peeled back in some places so that we can know that their insides aren't like a bug's. Human cadavers look different than I thought they would. Yellowed skin, sinewy dried-up muscles, imperfectly preserved. They smell like formaldehyde. My one classmate-- you know the one, I won't say their name (I talk about them too much)-- was tasked with holding back the skin with gloved hands so we could look closer at the ribcage, learn how it differs from the thorax. Their hands are long and slender, and they had to take off all their rings to put on the surgical gloves. My heart was pounding as I watched them. I felt horribly ashamed, because the smell of the formaldehyde makes me feel hungry, which is disgusting, and sick. It made me feel sick. I couldn't hear what the professor was saying, I was just looking at Them, and I imagined what it might feel like to have their hands under my skin like that, examining my bones and deciding if I am a human underneath. I don't think I want them, romantically. I'm not even sure if I want them to be my friend. I think I want to be them. Maybe I want to have their skin over my flesh, maybe it would hold my disgusting viscera in a better shape. My mouth is filled with saliva, and I am horrible for wanting. I think if they put me on the table, and opened me up, it would be maggots underneath. I know, because I am rotten. I know, because I can feel them squirming.
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sorry for breaking your nose, i meant to smash your head against the wall, see your brains leak out, and then aggressively make out with your dead body
