imagining the sound of blood gurgling in your trachea whenever i look at your throat

i need to slash my wrists for sexual reasons

killing someone could fix me

The only thing stopping me from most of what I want to do is consequence

Need to be your God. Let me control every last part of, look at me. Listen to me. Think of me always, and me only. Be my victim. Let me haunt you. Let me heal you. Be mine. Mine and mine only. I’ll kill you if you leave me.

Using the blade of my knife to rip your panties, cutting your smooth skin then licking the blood off your hips and thighs

date idea, I tell you about my trauma and you use it to take advantage of me

Pulling your head back with a fist full of your hair as I press my blade to your neck and whisper all the awful things I’m about to do to you

Sometimes the worst part of aspd is the boredom

A mutual craving between us. You want my knife in your stomach, and I want to twist so deeply into you.