Sadism.

Some people just dont know WHEN to quit.
They want to get hurt.

The image of you lying in your own pool of blood, gasping for air.
It seems so hard for you to breath in.
As i watch your blood slowly pour out from that incision that was made by my knife that made you beg for your life,watching.
As you slowly gasp and crawl and begged for more blood to flow back into your vain.

The smell of blood is fantastical.
Nothing can replace it.


Overwhelming..



[edited]

that's the first version.



THIS is second version..



As i watch that crimson river that is your blood slowly pour out from that incision that was made by the cold, unforgiving blade of my knife that made you beg for your life,watching.
As you slowly gasp and crawl and begged for more blood to flow back into your vein.

The smell of blood is intruiging. Fascinating. Addictive.
Nothing can replace it.


It's just too overwhelming to ignore...



edited by some guy call, Leon. :O

thanks dude. :P


Ah this part..


As i watch that Nigeria falls of blood slowly gushing out from that small hole that made your life as cold as ice and as dead as a sand, blade of my unforgiving knife that made you beg for your life,watching.



I hearts.


___________________________


Please dont mourn forever
She's not coming back..
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xo.