Hurts So Good: Science Explains Why Some People Find Pleasure in Pain

She gave me all she had

Even her crust was out of this world

I keep wanting a piece of her.

like a hopeless romantic,

she told me I was out of her league

I kept scoring

even when her goal keeper was not her keeper.

She couldn’t save herself

from the waking nightmare of being lonely

So I gave her purpose

I devoured every curve and edge she had, that she felt ashamed of

Bon Appétit!

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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚅𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚢

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚅𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚢

Zimbabwean by blood, Canadian on paper. I’m a nature instrument, orchestrating literal melody by imparting my mind on piece of paper.