It's Not Like I'm Collecting Toenails...

   It would probably come as no surprise to someone that I have a few fetishes. Not anything sick, but just weird enough to make me wonder if I'm alone in all of this. It's nothing too crazy and it's nothing that your mother can't read. I don't save my toe nail clippings in a box decorated with rhinestones. I don't peel off scabs and chew on them. I don't collect severed doll heads and smell their hair....anymore. 
   I have a small and very innocent fetish with looking up certain things on the internet. Most computer histories read Facebook, Youtube and maybe a porn sight or two. Mine reads a little bit differently, which is why I compulsively erase it.
   After a girl with the initials K.R signed my year book, "have a good summer DOMIFREAK", I came to terms with my weirdness. So after years of deleting my history, I'll share some of it with you.
   Here's some of my most recent internet searches:
Meth faces before and after.

HOW TO MAKE METH.

BOTCHED PLASTIC SURGERY. 

FEMALES WHO DON'T SHAVE THEIR ARMPITS.

GIANT JELLYFISH.

SERIAL KILLERS:

UNCIRCUMCISED PENIS' (I WAS CURIOUS) 

CHIMP ATTACK VICTIMS. 

Embarrassing youtube video searches. (not a fetish, but still pretty lame.)
Beautiful-Christina Aguilera. 
Landslide: Dixie Chicks. 
I Try-Macy Gray


that's all I'm revealing for now.