Hi. This is a story. A story about me and my thoughts. I wish to run away, me and myself. Why? Cause I know I won't cheat or lie to myself. You see apart from not being their mentally, I can only trust me. So this is a story about me and my thoughts and a lot of death. Death of who? Anyone. Everyone and anyone. I have suffered. And it is only human nature to want people the same as you. And all this death started because of one little girl three years ago. Why did I like her? I have NO fucking clue. She wasn't anything too special, just a really close and trustworthy friend. She turned my mentality upside down. And now the innocent will be the ones at the end of the consequence line. Do I have a plan? Multiple. And it's so mind boggling. Simply because one plan could see me safe and many lives taken and another could see the only life taken is my own. I have years to plan this. But it must be perfect. Every single detail planned to the millimetre. No surprises. In the end at least one person will die, and you all know who. I'm sure you are thinking either "what kinda stupid story is that" or "maybe I should call the police on this psycho". This story is whatever I am mentally thinking. So um..yeh..
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A psychopathic teen with a broken heart
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