My Midnight Snack. You'd Think I Was Starving Dude.

I want to hug this man

And feel the stick and be stuck there.

If you are emo or gay you have a cat. If you are both then you have multiple cats.

Do you ever feel like a starving carnivore?

What do you mean?

Well, sometimes, very rarely mind you, but once in a blue moon I get into this mood where I like, feel like I wanna eat organs or some shit. Not a random person though, I'm not Jeffery Dahmer! It's like I wanna eat myself? Like I get a rage and my head gets filled with violent gore and screaming and I wanna tear flesh from bone like I'm a wild animal or a monster or something, but in a weird way at the same time I always wanna be torn apart myself, feel the pain, I desire it. I tend to eat gas station meats when I feel like that, viciously rip it with my teeth, sometimes I get cheetos or takis too and it's like I'm breaking through bones, and in a weird way, I'm not me anymore. I'm a monster tearing myself apart. I'm a ravenous creature feasting on fresh meat and chewing through bones and drinking in the viscous blood. I'm me and I'm the monster I run from, I'm the monster and the meat.

When it ends it helps, I feel better, I'm not mad anymore, the monster is fed and it can go back to it's cage for a long time before it inevitably begins to starve again.

I don't know how to get rid of the monster that desires so desperately sometimes to eat me and begs for a visceral mess of carnage. I don't think I could deny it forever no matter how hard I tried. I can delay it, I don't open that cage until I am home, but the monster won't let me rest if I don't feed it eventually, fake meat, fake blood, fake bones, for the imaginary monster. I don't know how to get rid of the desire to be torn apart by it.

Like I said, it doesn't happen often, and I never hurt anyone in reality, I don't even hurt anyone in my head, the monster eats me, I am the monster, I only eat myself. I don't know what that means though.

The best way I can describe it is feeling like a starving carnivore.

Can't wait for the unsolved mystery channels to get ahold of this

musk is going to die in a Tesla explosion in 6 months after sticking his nose where it doesn't belong and we will never get a conclusive answer on whether it was a CIA car bomb or just a normal Tesla malfunction

In case it isn't painfully clear already I just want to say that I would love to date

*guys who are fluffy and cuddly

*girls who are bug enough to kick me in the face if they wanted to

*enby criptids

And almost anything else in between!

I get to hear the silly creatures skitter in my walls!

Imagine me, I'm small, now imagine me as a much smaller child, I was girl back then so long hair, imagine lil itty-bitty girl me in a cute little nightgown, Rapunzel nightgown cause I loved her, adorable right?

Now imagine I'm covered in blood, imagine I came straight off the set of "Carrie" in that outfit, as that small child. Imagine I look like a murderous doll, got it? Yeah?

You now know what my mother saw one day in my childhood, I had just woke up, and in my sleep I happened to have the worst nosebleed of my life. I didn't even wake up until it was time to get up for school. Just bled like a motherfucker and covered myself, and my bed, in blood. Then cried when we had to get rid of my Rapunzel nightgown cause mom couldn't get all that blood out, but I liked Rapunzel.

Bless you, want a cold tablet?

Sighh...

I have now decided I will have no emotions.

No feelings, only dumb gay chaos

I will not be taking criticsisms at this time

Sometimes I sit like a slutTM unintentionally

And sometimes I do it cause I just wanted to