Since a young age I have *desperately* been plagued by the urge and desire to consume another; life is cold, yet the buttery warmth of buttery, sweet flesh and blood upon my tongue stave such a thing away, if only momentarily;

Such a thing is a serious mental issue and I need help, I know. But therapists never worked (I’ve been to two), and the only way I can scrape at momentary bliss is by reopening my wounds time after time in order to consume that sanguine joy.

I need help. Please, what would you suggest as a coping mechanism or way to cure this abberation in my taste and mind?

>>40603427 (OP)
eat other stuff, like animals
i dont know really