Kinda inspired by Shiny Toy Guns and Marilyn Manson. I really needed a break from my other stories. Rewriting everything for The Psychic Alchemist and whatnot just makes me stressed. Anyway, enjoy: D

How would you feel if you love causing pain?

You'd feel overjoyed, right?

Wrong.

My name is Edward. I'm 20 years old and single. I used to have an amazing boyfriend, Roy, until he dumbed my ass for my exact opposite, Alice. He was my first love, my first kiss, my first time, and my first fiancé. We had dated for 3 ½ years before he fell head over heels for her. My heart was crushed.

My name is Edward. I love pain. I am and forever will be a masochist and a sadist. Roy tolerated it to an extent. He never hurt me and I couldn't do much to him. That was one of the reasons why he left me for her.

My name is Edward. That is who I am. Nothing can change. Nothing ever will.

This is my coping.