Nothing, I mean NOTHING compares to the feeling I get when I see that beautiful red blooms like a flower in the barrel of a syringe.
My breath catches in my throat, my body relaxes in anticipation, Iβm hyperaware and hyper aroused.
Those few seconds before I push the plunger, stretch out like an eternity. Blocking out everything outside of it, I canβt look away, I canβt move.
Itβs delicious and terrifying. I live for the thrill.

















