Twisted love or no love for me

It started with an innocent venture into a genre called "psychological". Then that turned to "horror" and "tragedy". Then I found Harada sensei and there was no going back after that. Nowadays, I read fluff and even smut and don't feel a thing. Abuse, torture, humiliation are my forte now.

Holding hands, saying cute things, looking into each other's eyes means nothing to me now, and yet just two months ago I would die for cuddles and head pats. Now, all I want is for someone to lock me up and physically and mentally torture me and make me the victim of the sweet sweet Stockholm Syndrome and then maybe kill me when they get bored of me at last.

Someone help, at this rate I won't find love if I don't find a psychopath! :)