I am. I feel horrible.

Why? For the love of God, why am I only interested in creepy shit?!

Okay, so I've basically summed it up to this:
If I don't like it. It's not creepy or taboo enough.
If I like it then odds are, it's creepy or too taboo for most people to even logically fathom.

Meeehhh... maybe I'm thinking too much about it.
I don't know.


Slightly gross stuff...
Sidenote:
I think I had some small orgasm today. Thankfully, I was wearing a pad. Not so thankful considering I'm on my period though and when I went to go to the bathroom - I pulled down my shorts and underwear to find this long redish-black goop dripping down while still connected to me and my underwear.

Also it made my headache worse and my cramps worse.

So yeah, that's actually what made me realize I'm even more disturbing than I thought - because I don't actually like what made me do that.
Quite honestly I find it sick and disgusting... even though I like to read it... oh shut up.
It was Water-sports-ish... ya know, piss-play (if you want it blunt).
Not into it myself but it's oh-so fun to read (maybe that's because the only time I ever wet myself was when I couldn't feel the entire lower half of my body upon waking up one morning and it scared me).

Anyway... I creep myself out sometimes. Too often more actually.

Yes, I know I'm weird, creepy, disgusting, perverted, and mentally twisted. D=