It's strange, my parents hate blood. Especially my dad. But watching it go, feeling it drain... i fuckin love it. It's fascinating! Thinking about how all that stuff works, how much they can tell from it. Even as a kid I was fascinated by it. Maybe I SHOULD have done something in medicine. Haha.
I'd crosspost this with terrible confessions but I'm sure nobody needs to read this twice. :V
For now it remains completely pointless.