"Curiosity killed the cat, you're the cat."

Of course I had to be the **** cat..
I was looking for pleasure and I found it..
I found pleasure in the expression of her face after I forcefully slipped my member in her ******
Seeing humans/animals (or what ever we are) in discomfort was my only comfort..
I craved bizarre,
Torture had become my nature, I couldn't stop it, and I didn't want to..
"Why fight my nature?" I thought ..

"So you're telling me, that sin pleasures you?"

"You can put it that way," I said; sniggering
In my dictionary "sin" translates to "pleasure"
Let me tell you one thing though.. Yes, Indeed I am that curious cat, But curiosity did not **** me, It led me to discovering my bizarre pleasures, and nothing makes me feel more alive than that.
                                         - Narcissist