I thought you were a masochist.
I know, it would hurt me and it would be funny.
It's the most hilarious when people hurt you because they love you.
I catck myself sometimes thinking that hurting others is the best sign for love.
They could feel you, they would forever remember you.
But opinions are just a matter of time sometimes I get aroused when something feels like it pirces me,
sometimes it's just joyous when I feel my mind, my body weakening, forgetting.
But sometimes there is just emptiness but I forget the emptiness but I just stare.
Stare to something then my mind goes blank but that's what I meant with emptiness.
I wonder if my genetic illness counts too as a mental disorder for causing me.