these knives were given to me by someone I still wish had used them on me... like he knows I always wanted, the bastard; that's why he gave them to me when he moved away. So tonight I decided to finally play with them- it was such a crime leaving them alone this long. I was just enjoying playing with snapchat filters when one thing led to another and.... I couldn't stop watching myself in the camera as the blade caressed my skin, skated up my collarbone and over my throat.. making my breath catch. Sometimes the switch in me is so strong I take pleasure even in Domming myself... and it's so good.