dipenhydramine
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tbh I've never actually articulated it so I will here
Its not sadism and its not about pain, its a fixation on the blood itself, blood as a physical object
It doesn't matter if its from animals, men or women, its just about the blood
I have very specific sexual fantasises that make my mouth water to just think about
I want to be in a white room with no windows, I want to be extremely pale and skinny, and I want the floor to be soaked in a huge puddle of blood. And I want to be completely naked a writhe around in the blood and smear it on my skin and I want to feel it in my mouth and go down my throat.
This fetish has become almost compulsive and pervasive in my life, affecting sexual relationships, my body and how I am percivied by others. I get a huge dopamine spike just hearing the word blood, its such a beautiful word
I remember sticking insulin needles in my forearm and hand veins in an attempt to suck the blood out and spray it on my face, I remember at one point my arms were so cut up I had no space left, and that's why I had to stop
So ye this shit is lowk brutal to live with
Its not sadism and its not about pain, its a fixation on the blood itself, blood as a physical object
It doesn't matter if its from animals, men or women, its just about the blood
I have very specific sexual fantasises that make my mouth water to just think about
I want to be in a white room with no windows, I want to be extremely pale and skinny, and I want the floor to be soaked in a huge puddle of blood. And I want to be completely naked a writhe around in the blood and smear it on my skin and I want to feel it in my mouth and go down my throat.
This fetish has become almost compulsive and pervasive in my life, affecting sexual relationships, my body and how I am percivied by others. I get a huge dopamine spike just hearing the word blood, its such a beautiful word
I remember sticking insulin needles in my forearm and hand veins in an attempt to suck the blood out and spray it on my face, I remember at one point my arms were so cut up I had no space left, and that's why I had to stop
So ye this shit is lowk brutal to live with
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