I've had it and when I said I will burn her with fire I wasn't joking for I will kill her as I walk into the kitchen to grab the lighter I notice a huge blood splatter on the wall and a dead decapitated body on the flood and I pay no attention because I need to focus on killing her I have to get the fucking gasoline for this. So if I fucking whent outside in the snowy pitch black sky as I grabe the gasoline I notice even more blood but I rush inside to finish her I poured the can of gasoline down into the basement quickly throwing the lighter down and it caught fire setting the basement on fire. I really didn't think this through now I have no way to end the fire! We're the fuck is a fire extinguisher when you need one. WAIT I have one in the kitchen. I run to grab it and as I hear horrific screams downstairs I wait for them to end proving she was dead.
2 weeks later
Now I'm fucking in prison for murder and for the fact that apparently I'm crazy for seeing this life is so fucked up.
