#analyzing myself tonignt

[voregeoise]

It's a strange thing.

To take comfort in the idea of devouring someone alive, but not hurt them, it's a strange idea to take refuge in. To find the idea of trapping in a dark, dangerous miserable organ for hours at a time. For their fate to be in your hands on such a deep level.

However, some still do. Some enjoy and love the prospect of devouring a friend or loved one and holding them close, to protect them from the world with your whole being. To keep them warm and cozy with your own body. To be trusted so dearly that one would willingly go along with such a thing.

I've been wondering exactly why I take comfort and enjoyment in this idea. Why I yearn so dearly to wrap myself around my dear friends and hold them tight, hold them close. I ponder if this had something to do with my loneliness in my younger years, perhaps the strange way my autistic brain operates. I think it's some mix of those two reasons, that leave me like this.

But I wouldn't change it if I could. I like being this way. And I'm glad I do. It's nice to be able to provide comfort to others, it's a feeling I would never trade.

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