Masochist

Intoxicate me silly, why don't you?

How many times can one imprint the pain onto the one who is causing it, although through no fault of anyone?

Maybe life is just so.

Full of intense and overwhelming feelings that you simply forget about once everything is over. And you begin to miss it. Subconsciously seek for it. Consistently getting drawn towards it.

I freely admit, I must have sought it out because it does seems like the purest of joy comes from the truest of pain.

Because I am.

"Even if I hit you a million times, it will not be the same."