Once in your life you get to be someone, feel like you mean something.
Would I ever get that chance?
Probably not, why? Because I don't care anymore.
I don't care because I can't afford to, having emotions is too hard, dealing with them is too hard, being anything but happy is too hard. So, I've made myself eternally happy, I've made countless others sleep so they may be happy.
How long will they sleep for you ask? Forever. Why? Because I killed them. To make sure they stay happy, I never let them frown.
I make them beautiful just like me, I cut a glorious smile into their face, as I listen to the sound of them choking on their own blood.
Why? Because I am the boy with the cut smile and burned eyelids.
I am Jeff the Killer.
