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We need to come up with a safe way for you to cut me and lick the wounds. All over my body. Maybe if things get bad enough we can stop caring about my health, and then you can really do whatever you want to me. Just kill me before the infections get gross enough to turn me off.

I need to get fucked so bad but I can't. I want to die

I want us to be bound together with metal wires tighter and tighter and tighter. And we will be hoisted up into the sky and we will be so cold but it will be so warm where our bodies are pressed together, and we will die up there.

Im bringing pretransition me into the present and tying him up and cutting his thighs until he cries. And I hate myself as I'm doing it, his blood makes me sick, my hands are shaking but I keep going. I almost feel sorry for him and I'm crying too but I keep going.

Babe, I had a rough day. Could you turn into a centipede, wrap yourself around me and sink your forcipules into me neck, please? 🥺