Before I start, I just want to let you know: I never asked to be like this.
Murder wasn't always the case. Not until recently. The suffocating feeling of not being able to feel anything was beginning to wear on me like a cheese grater, so I decided to act on that. And everything turned out fantastically.
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Ending someone's life? Well- its like a trip.
Able to decide who lives and who dies in this life is a beautiful gift bestowed on us. The feeling of having so much power fills my head each waking moment, instead leaving me with the sense of nausea, it leads my fingertips to tingle in excitement, and my legs to shake in anticipation.
Call me fucked up, or crazy, I don't care, I'm just having fun.
But all of America doesn't think so, they all think I'm some bloodthirsty lunatic.
I'm actually just some depressed, floral loving, muscial, average kinda guy.
Who, again, likes having fun.

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