Unpure and unfiltered thoughts

I'm thinking of starting small, with little cuts on their back, then licking the blood from the wounds, at last slashing their throat.

Piercing their skin with a heavy knife, right over the sternum, and sinking deep the blade to find the heart to take it into my palm. Like an internal cardiac massage.

I want to feel its last beats on my hand.

Then I would oper up their belly and curl up into them, naked, to feel the warmth of their freshly dead body.

I'm inside them eating their heart, their skin, their ovaries and their lungs. I dream of biting their ears and chew on the cartilage, rip off their lips and crushing their eyes in my mouth. I'd love to eat their spinal cord too (sucking it right from the bone) but I'm afraid of prion disease:(.

I'm thinking about the hard muscles of the heart and the blood gushing from it while I sink my teeth into it, the even stronger aroma of the uncooked liver.

Of course I need to be careful about not damaging the intestines or the bile, I don't want to smell anything awful while eating.

I will then take home some other pieces to eat them cooked like a steak, or in a soup. Butchered meat wrapped in paper, stuffed in my pockets.

I'm imagining myself going home and feeding myself for days with them, even trying new recipies.

I'm sure I won't feel the existential dread that I always feel after leaving a party early

I'm sure seeing so many happy people won't make me feel anxious on my way home

Surely

Yeah