Aug 8
If you grief bases for fun you should probably kys ngl
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If you grief bases for fun you should probably kys ngl
Something i made when i was 11 when i found a mostly decomposed deer.
I found a lot of bones when i was younger random animal skulls, i always carefully took them with me and cleaned them at home
I wish i could find some more, but they're hard to find, lately ive been hoping for some fresh road kill at least
hot girls have homicidal tendencies
I want to kill my brother
one of my main criteria an outfit is whether i feel like i could kill someone in it
I think killing could be my only purpose, ive thought about it a lot, i dont really have any other purpose than to kill, i dont have a desire for anything else, it haunts my mind 24/7, it always has. Whenever i see someone in a vulnerable position it just takes so much to not just harm or take advantage of them, its like you cant even pull your eyes off of them, some people are so careless with their own safety.
It arouses me to see someone so vulnerable, it always made me feel so powerful that their life is in my hands and that everyday i can decide whether one should live or die.
On one side i want to take care of them, snuggle them, love them, on the other i want to kill them and make use of their corpse. Everyday im so conflicted with thoughts, on when to take action and on what to decide. There is no love in me there is only desire and i choose who'll be desirable, i make someone desirable.
Sometimes my hands wont stop wandering, sometimes im not even in control of myself, my body moves without my choice. I think in moments like such i will kill, when im completely in control im too much of a perfectionist to just strike so suddenly.
As much as i hate to admit it im impulsive, very impulsive and my control is mostly an illusion.
I use the term "homicidal ideation" but that makes it sound like its merely in my head, simply thoughts about killing.
I can't explain how physical it is. Its a restlessness, an itch, an incessant drive beating right under my skin, trying to force its way out.
'homicidal ideation 🥺' mfs when you admit attempted murder by bleaching your mom's leftovers (and it was unsuccessful) :