Hm, so many legs...
Interesting...
I picked up the leg, i dissected from an alive spider.
As its body tossed about in agony, i felt a smile spread across my face, i dissected another leg from its now oh-so-hurting body.
Pain
Suffering
Aint they a part of life?
Then why this creature acting out so unnaturally?
I'd love to do that to my neighbour's beautiful daughter. That bitch smiles at me, whenever i stand at my window.
One day she said she wanted to play with me.
I took her hand and dipped a fresh blade in her soft supple flesh , and told her she had to prove she's worthy of playing with me.
She laid unconscious, opposite of her i sat with a mad smile, mesmerized by the smeared crimson, oozing out of the multiple slits beautifully carved on her now naked body.
She wanted to play. So i did.
As i sat, dissecting the legs of a thing, once crawled on my arms, i looked at it's eyes, constantly moving...
Why so restless?
I took a pair of scissors, and cut its body in half.
End of the suffering.
I stood up, taking its lifeless bodyparts with me with a small smile playing on my lips I walked towards my closet for the third time this week.
My wooden box would feel disappointed.
Tho the craving was still being felt, i calmed myself and promised something bigger to be relieved of its misery by these hands of mine.
Tenderly i would provide the peace, free the body from its liability to feel.
YOU ARE READING
Fuck And Kill
RomansaCliché but not so clichéd. My life, bitter for me, sweet for you. An adult in a trap or an adult with a trap? Let's see who gets trapped, you or me?
