robin clarke and the ghosts of heart

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i'm robin clarke, i'm 16 and i am the reason someone is dead!

i hate myself for it, but i live my life even so.

the heart sisters, they've always been horrible people, sluts.

now they're dead though, so everyone is happier.

i always feel like they're kind of, watching me.

it's weird.

i feel weird auras around me, gripping my pale skin.

i worry that they are haunting me.

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i never really hated electra heart, only tiffany.

electra was beautiful,

she was like a perfect, blonde woman.

she always looked 17, when she was even 27 years old.

so no, i didn't hate electra.

i hated tiffany's guts.

i suppose there was a part of me that always wanted tiffany dead, like a big part of me.

i never acted on it well, i thought about it but i never actually did it. that would be terrible.

i don't wish anyone hatred.

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(153 words) i'm liking writing this already. <3

-spoof<3