I’m sure you think that all goth teen phone sex sluts have razor thin scars and cuts all over their arms and legs from self harm and masturbatory mutilation, huh? You think that every gloom and doom loving girl with a violently horrible home life can’t help but to hurt herself because it’s the only thing she knows, right? That might be the case for a lot of these horrific phone whores, but not me. I mean, I’m definitely a cutter, no doubt. But you don’t think I’m going to slice myself up, do you?
Get real. If I’m not doing a ritual or trying to freak someone the fuck out, I’m not cutting myself. I’ve had enough pain and torture in my time, my price has long been paid. I do love the feeling of slashing into skin and making tiny, bloody gashes everywhere, though. Since I don’t dare tarnish my alabaster flesh with crazy little cuts and scratches, you know who I set my sights on when I feel like having a little cutting fit… “Here, piggy-piggy-piggy.”
Fuck pigs are great to use for taking out all kinds of aggression, you can do a lot with them. They’re great to violently fuck, terrorize, abuse and snuff out, of course, but they also make for great canvases for any skin sketches you might need to get out of your mind. The best is finding a goth teen fuck pig who kind of likes it, too. Moans and screams sound great together. After an intense round of torture sex with whoever, I like to carve out some lines or stars, write my name, shit like that. “Please cut me” is always fun to cut into someone, it makes me laugh, like drawing “Wash Me” into the grime caked on a dirty car. I don’t know, it’s basically like simple doodling to decompress from a crazy hectic day, only these drawings tend to be permanent. As permanent as the fucky-piggy-fuck-fuck I’m using to create them, anyway. We’ll just see where the cutting leads us.
