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February 21, 2011
I want you. To tear into you like a beast with blood stained teeth and blackened nails. To give a guttural moan of pleasure. I want to claw your back to the spine. You make me wild, insane, a flash of lightening before the storm.

I want to taste your blood as you've tasted mine.

Did you enjoy my taste, my dear? Did it make you long for more? In the night, as you sip your alcohol and laugh your dizzy laugh, do you think of me?

Shush, darling. I shall not harm you.

I want you whole.