Showing posts with label personal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label personal. Show all posts
Monday, June 1, 2009
On Twilight fans
I honestly forget whether I mentioned this before, but I still consider it the height of stupidity and hypocrisy for fangirls to swoon over the idea of being 'turned' by *^*EDWARD CULLEN FOR REALS OMG*^* as a prelude to saying that people with pica are just a bunch of demented lunatics.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Dead Space is >:(
I haven't even played it or anything. My roommate has it, and just glancing over, looking at all of the blood spilled on everything, and I can't have it...
Also, I'm trying to diet. It would appear that I'm attempting to hold to the "alternate days of the week" diet. Which doesn't exist, makes no sense, and I'm ravenously hungry late at night. I haven't mentioned it here, but the pain I feel from eating blood apparently comes from a magnification of hunger. No hunger before, no hunger after. Starving before, in serious pain after.
Also, I'm trying to diet. It would appear that I'm attempting to hold to the "alternate days of the week" diet. Which doesn't exist, makes no sense, and I'm ravenously hungry late at night. I haven't mentioned it here, but the pain I feel from eating blood apparently comes from a magnification of hunger. No hunger before, no hunger after. Starving before, in serious pain after.
Friday, October 3, 2008
My Experience
I'm pretty sure I remember the first time I tasted blood. It wasn't too pleasant; I'd just lost a tooth, and my mouth tasted like penny. (As to why I knew how pennies tasted... heck, I dunno. Kids these days. Sheesh.) Later, as I got banged up by childhood (Not to discount how messy my present accidents are. I got my first sprain this year.) I, as most children do, would pick at my scabs. Probably less common is that I would eat them. Classic pica, I believe.
At some point, this expanded to include my (non-dried) blood, fresh or slightly aged/mellowed by exposure to the air. It was around this point, I believe, that I noticed that this gave me hunger pangs. So I had more blood. And got hungrier. With enough self-control and chocolate, I was generally able to stop, and keep the behavior to a minimum. I would occasionally have some off of some scrape or other, but it wasn't bothering me much.
But very recently, just thinking about how blood that I see in pictures must smell and taste is enough to excite the pangs that I usually feel after having a couple drops. Halloween is coming up, so I can only assume that this month will be fun. And that's why this blog is here.
At some point, this expanded to include my (non-dried) blood, fresh or slightly aged/mellowed by exposure to the air. It was around this point, I believe, that I noticed that this gave me hunger pangs. So I had more blood. And got hungrier. With enough self-control and chocolate, I was generally able to stop, and keep the behavior to a minimum. I would occasionally have some off of some scrape or other, but it wasn't bothering me much.
But very recently, just thinking about how blood that I see in pictures must smell and taste is enough to excite the pangs that I usually feel after having a couple drops. Halloween is coming up, so I can only assume that this month will be fun. And that's why this blog is here.
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