Should I be a killer or a lover
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Last published Fri, Nov 3, 2017
" I'm sorry I'm so sorry I didn't mean to hurt HAHA AHAHAHAHA why why do I love this so much don't know what I have done but this is the best feeling I could ever imagine to hear a person scream and to feel what blood is like on my body. But when he showed up I can't figure out if I should chose love or murder.
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