this one doesn't think of people as fuckable, but, with the same desire, it thinks of them as torturable
how can someone see an attractive person and not want to torture them?
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Some of the illustrations made for the first published edition of "Justine, or The Misfortunes of Virtue" written by Marquis de Sade
"I am a libertine, but I am not a criminal nor a murderer, and since I am compelled to set my apology alongside my vindication, I shall therefore say that it might well be possible that those who condemn me as unjustly as I have been might themselves be unable to offset the infamies by good works as clearly established as those I can contrast to my errors. And yet you who today tyrannize me so cruelly, you do not believe it either: your vengeance has beguiled your mind, you have proceeded blindly to tyrannize, but your heart knows mine, it judges it more fairly, and it knows full well it is innocent." (Marquis de Sade - "Justine, or The Misfortunes of Virtue")
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alright google show me this guy being beaten to a pulp while screaming and crying and desperately begging for his life. show me the look of panic that washed over his face when he realizes nobody is going to help him and that hes going to die, scared and alone. show me this guy reflecting on his entire life and being overcome with guilt and self-hatred after being degraded. show me this guy being mentally and physically abused to the highest degree and then being forced to profusely apologize for crying like a little baby and then being comforted and soothed and called a good little boy. ummmmmmm actually scratch that whats the weather 😂😂😂😂😂
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hash is the sadist's high. straddle her hips and let the hot rocks fall on her naked chest and tummy as you smoke. watch her face turn red and sweaty, feel her writhe beneath you as she tries to take it like a good girl, and see the burns on her skin. she'll whimper, she'll gasp, she'll be in so much pain
enjoy your high
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When Sadistik said “I'm masochistic when I love you till my heart bleeds I'll love you till I break when I'm running from your sharp teeth”
It was December 24th when my chest caved in and my everything called to say, "Let's stay friends"
Well, not quite, she used me beautifully and with that empty tone she can sing my eulogy
And now I feel like I'm ugly once again her excuses start to fill my empty stomach to the brim
The room starts to spin and I cry till I dry-heave I am a dying piece of her past, just another band-aid, she needs to relax until she justifies my pain with a reason that lacks
See, I just wanted her to see herself like I do beautiful but she speaks her lies in haiku
So resurrect me, teach me where to go from here and I will script to melody with meanings that are so sincere
Her frozen tears are streaming down the sculpted ice giving me the coldest bite every time I hold it tight
I'm masochistic when I love you till my heart bleeds I'll love you till I break when I'm running from your sharp teeth
I'm out of breath as I hang onto the broken glass picking up the pieces being strangled by a photograph
And she's a black rose trapped in cracked roads that can't grow but still I'm lost in her splendor and I'm an idiot minus the savant when I'm trying to move on but choose not to remember
I spent the midnight admiring your crooked edges juggling with history and times that we mistook as head trips
And look for exits from green eyes that haunt me at these times of wanting to idolize your good intentions
It's not a friendship, it's a see-saw torment I'm down on all fours for it and she's all for it, I used to find a little piece of solace in your breathing pattern fair in war and love but you cautious when you reached the latter
Weren't you? Love, do you believe in angels? Or just an instability and using me to scapegoat I held your flaws and the beauty that you mangled and I told you that I loved them just so that you could see your halo
And when she lies I'm a casualty of that and when she said she loved him I felt my galaxy collapse, I'm dancing to the heartbreak, while echoes make a point of it, I've never felt like this
I think about you in these nightmares and daydreams holding onto memories in times where we'd make peace
But you're a pantomime, witch-hunt for truth you have so many faces tell me which one is you
And you can be with him or anybody else, but they will never love you the way that this somebody felt, but now it's over 'cause he finally broke the surface
I just want to say goodbye and that I really hope it's worth it
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I'm so alone, I've been living in a vacant pit
Just another voodoo doll victim of relationships
I studied every single eyelash
On her little face and they look like venus flytraps
I always knew I'd meet a nice catch
I didn't think that she would bite back
"The Beast" by Sadistik
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Sadistik - Shibari [Official Video]
TheRealSadistik
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