Life is like Pizza on the floor

Lol

He looks so perfect, standing there. Nonchalant and beautiful enough to grab. I can imagine my hands slowly reaching up to cup his face, a soft trail going down to his neck, a shiver.

Oh, I can't wait till I get my hands on him. I will wrap my fingers around his pretty little neck until I leave marks on his skin. Dark purple, yellowish green, and blue splotches of where my fingers once were. Leaving a memory, marking him from the rest. I'll make sure he remembers me as the girl who tried to kill him. Yeah, that sounds good. My first attempt at a kill.
Everyone knows you have to practice before you do.

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