Yes, part of my murder kink is cuz life is painful and dying would be a relief
If I don't romanticise it, it'll be too painful to bare
So the wires of my melancholy and romanticization got crossed and twisted to where I can't help but be enamored with and aroused even, by a love that would desire to give that end for me too
A love that would see it as intimate and as gratifying as I would. A choice. A wish.
A murder suicide















