I've been thinking a lot about cannibalism lately. At first it was as a metaphor for romance, thinking about the intensity and dominance that comes with it, but I've also been thinking about it in a sexual context. It's strange, I don't see it from a vulgar or dirty point of view, but rather as just consuming someone and becoming one with another person.

I'm also into knife play, the idea of threatening someone with a knife or scratching them with it I like a lot, but I also know how weird it is, sometimes I feel bad for liking to hurt someone.

I also like blood, consuming it, touching it and taking it out.

I don't like the idea of death, I would never be able to kill someone, however, having these peculiar tastes makes me feel bad and guilty.