How have i not overdosed yet.

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How have i not overdosed yet.
Dead people give me a boner.
You're so fucking annoying i want to curb stomp your head in, i want to torture you in the most vile way possible. And then kiss the bloody mess that's left of your face. Affectionately.
The fucking urge to hold the sharp edge of a knife against you, letting the tip scare you into a pleading mess, begging me for mercy.
And for a split second, just a split second i'll make you believe that i won't hurt your delicate skin. Only to watch that hope drain from your eyes when i slam it inside of you.
I want to hear your feral unfiltered screams, i want to watch you absolutely be fucking terrified of me. How much can you take?
Shoving my knife into your eyesocket to skullfuck you with it.
Dissecting you so i can get balls deep in your guts. Literally.
I unapologetically love being a filthy lowlife degenerate. I love the idea of being pushed so far i'd actually end up killing myself for validation. simultaneously love the idea of having someone as equally if not more degenerate than i am, and using them as a personal punching bag.
Livestreaming cutting my wrists open