I need someone to force my sadistic traits into the ground. Someone who is worse than me and it turns me into a a submissive masochist because I AM afraid. Make me afraid of you and then let me indulge in my little revenge.
I want you, I’m afraid of what you can and will do to me, and I want your bones snapping under my weight. I want you.
Make me pathetic and make me know it. Make me know how pathetic I look being afraid of someone like you. And then indulge in my fantasies of killing you for revenge, make it yours. And then help me do it. Because you know, in the end, I’ll never truly be rid of you.
You’ve corrupted me. And you know that. You’ve corrupted me. And you relish in that joy.