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I'm Curious

Hello it's been awhile I haven't had much inspiration but it's 1:40 in the morning right now and I was trying to go to bed and I started thinking and thought I might as well right my thoughts down so here
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I'm a curious person

Maybe a little too curious

I wonder what would it be like to be punched in the face.

I wonder how would it feel to break every bone in my body.

I wonder how long I can go with out eating until I physically can't go on anymore.

When I'm walking down the street alone I hope someone would try to attack me so I can see how loud I can scream.

I'm curious of if I disappeared for a while who would notice? How would they react?

I want to know as much as possible.

I'll grab my arm and squeeze as hard as I can for as long as I can hoping a bruise would form.

I've tried getting people to break my arm to feel it.

I've tried starving myself for a while but then my friends make me eat.

I've disappeared for a few days and all I got was a quick text.

"When you get home clean the kitchen"

I want to know.

I'm very curious

I wonder what it is like to be hit by a car.

I wonder what it feels like to be burned alive.

What it's like to be decapitated.

Tortured.

Smothered.

Drowned.

Beaten.

I just want to know.

What it's like to hurt something.

Kill something.

What does blood feel like?

Can I die from fear?

I wonder about alot.

I also experiment with my curiosities.

I hope someday.

I get my answers.

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Heh so....what did you think this isn't edited so please don't mind mistakes please. This is just a quick blurb of 1 am thoughts but anyway.

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