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Unrealistic romanticising of mental illness. I can't stand it. You can't love a pathological liar or an impulsive manipulator unless you are completely mentally imbalanced.
Oh the thrills I would get out of dragging a serrated stainless steel blade across a porcelain coating , tearing apart the flesh. A fresh stream of crimson sap seeps from the slash. It isn't beautiful now is it ?
She reached for my wrist clawing her long fingernails into my skin uselessly in attempt to dislodge me,as my palm firmly pressed against her throat she struggled against my grip. Her eyes deep pools of bejewelled water,slowly loosing life as the edge of her vision became darker,her bony hands dropped and arms hung by her side. That was my first time with a human .
It started of with animals,but I slowly climbed up the ladder. She meant nothing to me it was just another one night stand so it didn't matter.
I'm just a detached teenager girl. I lack the capacity to feel any emotion deeply. Constantly,needing to feed my insatiable appetite for harm as well as sustain my sense of superiority.
