i'm your zombie slave, baby
so yeah, this is cool, finding out all these things about myself...really interesting things, because for the first time in my life, i'm being 100% me, and not afraid of finding out stuff i never knew
you meet a lot of people who claim to be sadists, and likewise, a lot of people who claim to be masochists...i can honestly say, now, from experience, that i am a masochist...ive always kind of had a thing for pain....but until you've actually just flat out had the shite beat out of you...well...im not gonna get into details, but ive got the marks/scratches/bruises/welts to prove my depravity...i shed blood, and i liked it...yes, im far weirder than i ever thought i was..the implications of this....i dont know, i mean, even now, im sitting here, flexing the muscles in my back...and i can feel the pain, and im ok with it, i look in the mirror at my scarred body, and im ok with it....i feel alive...and maybe, just maybe, thats the depravity of sadism/masochism...the sadist needs to hurt someone else to feel alive, and the masochist...likes the pain, becuz, it makes him/her feel alive....i dont know that i'll ever do what i did ever again...chances are, i wont...but its just another part of me that i now know, so, this new information gets stored and filed in the personality folder in my head
never be afraid to be who you are
you never know who you might find when you look into the mirror
you meet a lot of people who claim to be sadists, and likewise, a lot of people who claim to be masochists...i can honestly say, now, from experience, that i am a masochist...ive always kind of had a thing for pain....but until you've actually just flat out had the shite beat out of you...well...im not gonna get into details, but ive got the marks/scratches/bruises/welts to prove my depravity...i shed blood, and i liked it...yes, im far weirder than i ever thought i was..the implications of this....i dont know, i mean, even now, im sitting here, flexing the muscles in my back...and i can feel the pain, and im ok with it, i look in the mirror at my scarred body, and im ok with it....i feel alive...and maybe, just maybe, thats the depravity of sadism/masochism...the sadist needs to hurt someone else to feel alive, and the masochist...likes the pain, becuz, it makes him/her feel alive....i dont know that i'll ever do what i did ever again...chances are, i wont...but its just another part of me that i now know, so, this new information gets stored and filed in the personality folder in my head
never be afraid to be who you are
you never know who you might find when you look into the mirror