+IF ONLY IT WASN'T JUST A DREAM+00:36 Jul 28 2011
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Who doesn't want to be someone else? I lye, waiting for my other half to finally consume all the light remaining in my fragile mind, body, and soul. I WANT the blood rage, why can't I have it?!? I kill them all, they suffer and scream for mercy. Why should I give them mercy?!? I was never given any! Everyone can go on and on, taunting and teasing me. When does it stop?!? Whenever THEY want it to, because I'm a fucking little pussy, who can't stand up for herself. When I try all I do is get pushed right back down. This world is going to burn for what it's done to me. I will hang their bodies on the wall. Looking deep into their worthless souls, I will speak with them calmly,
"There's nothing wrong, we're just going to have a little fun." As I continue speaking with my victim, I begin to reach for a scalpel. I slowly remove pieces of skin from their arms, legs, stomach, and face. With these pieces I sew them together. Once all pieces are together, I place this chain of skin over their mouth. I begin sewing the chain along their mouth. In order to ensure their silence. I reach for the torch, and begin heating it up. The flames look welcoming to me, while my helpless victim lies there with eyes of disbelief. They are wondering how they ended up in this situation. I know why they're here, and as I finish off with them, I shall remove my mask, and show them just who is capable of placing them in this situation, and ending their life. With their mouth sewed shut, I begin my work.. (to be continued)
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Angelus
00:20 Aug 22 2011
Who doesn't want to be someone else? Me.